She said it wasgood that I had lost my licence as we would not have meet otherwise.A few times I thought that she wanted more from me but she knew I w...s married and I thought that would disscourage her.A few times during our chatting she would put her hand on her leg right beside mine and she would rub her little finger along my leg ,I thought that she did not relize she was doing this so I thought nothing of it. We had had rain for a few days and the trains were having problems and. .. you do like me to play with you don't you, my sweet slut?" I said still rubbing her pussy. Amy was squirming around, frustrated that she couldn't open her legs for me and let me really play with her."Oh yes, Master." Good. I like it too. I like to see you writhe and squirm as I toy with you. I like to hear you moan and beg as I bring you higher and higher. And I like it when you beg and plead for me to make you cum. You enjoy my teasing don't you, my naughty slut?" I said in a low growl."Oh. Clarissa would kick at Lacie, getting the beleaguered captive to crawl across the cold tiles, trying to escape the punishment. Clarissa would herd Lacie towards one of their machines, finally pouncing on her when she was close enough, quickly shackling the exhausted brunette to the device of the day. Lacie was forced to rotate between the torture machines that crowded the floor of her cell. There was one black shrouded machine though, that Clarissa said she was saving for Lacie, saying she was. “No … forcing is not an issue.” We all laughed.I reached across his body, took her glass, and met her eyes. “In that case, I think this man is overdressed.” She nodded to me, kissed his cheek, and began unbuttoning his white shirt as I placed the glasses on the table. I then knelt down between the sofa and table to undo his belt and pants. I then moved to his feet, removing his shoes and socks. Sylvia had his shirt off and was removing his undershirt as I took hold of his pants and underwear,.