I felt myself beginning to blush at the touch of the garment, but I was thinking that this was not so bad, until I felt a sudden jerk at my back, and ...he garment began to constrict round my waist."Can you hold onto the bedpost, miss? I will have to pull it quite a bit." Ahh!" I gasped. "That is too tight!" Oh no, miss," said Signora Macchi "We still have a bit to go. It is just that you are not used to it." Used to this? I could hardly breathe. I think I would have collapsed if the garment had. Reacting to her smile I patted my slightly overweight belly and smiled back. She looked at me with surprise and said, "I didn't mean anything like that. I was just surprised that you drink the same beer that I do. I mean Rob teases me about drinking a flyweight beer as he calls it. I tell him he's a beer snob." I take it that Flyboy is Rob?" I asked."Yeah, that's him, but I don't want to talk about him. I get mad every time I think about him. He is so eaten up with his career. I don't think I. Gasping for breath, I blubbered, a trail of drool trailing downward from my slack and open lips. As the delay extended, I collapsed on the desk, relieved that Mother’s need for corporal discipline appeared to have run its course. The leather crop cut through the air again, favoring my tender little anus with another blossoming welt. I shrieked, the tender ring of my rectum puckering open and closed in rapid spasms as the flesh tingled in anguish. I groaned, my fingers sliding instinctively. She'd already done a lot of teasing exposure, but it felt fresh and kinky to be totally naked with this pair of strangers. She basked in the appreciation of their eyes, of their hands.Nicole lay back, her knees up, her body naked, and Leon removed the vibrator from her cunt.Marita leaned down to kiss her again, her hands covering Nicole's bare, pointy-nippled tits, and Nicole sighed to receive that kiss, her mouth opening to allow Marita's tongue a little exploratory space. She wasn't sure what.