As we were getting ourselves ready for the evening, we could hear the sounds of their practice instruments coming from Thistle's room. Not really play...ng anything, just familiar background, like the sound of one's own breathing.Cor and I took a long, hot bath, but not together. She had scented oils and soaps in hers that I thought wouldn't be appropriate on me as the oils and scents in mine would not have suited her.I trimmed my mustache and sideburns, which I'd let grow out recently. The. Penny immediately reached towards her shirt and, with hands shaking so hard that she could barely control them, she began unbuttoning her shirt.With each button, she felt her nipples growing harder and harder. That slap should have been the final straw – she should have been calling security. But instead, she was giving in – obeying this woman who seemed intent on humiliating her. But she was also turning her on.When Penny had finished unbuttoning her shirt, Mistress reached down and pulled. “Is there something special you want to do today?” Karla asked at breakfast on Thursday morning.“Not really,” I replied. “What time is your practice?”“3:00pm.”“So we probably need to be at the university around 2:30pm?”“Yes, I think that would be OK.”“How about visiting a museum or two, then having lunch in Vondelpark, then taking the tram to the University. After practice, we can go to dinner.”“That’s fine. How about the Rijksmuseum? There is a new wing with quite a few photographs from the. This is what I imagine heaven to be like. I sunk mytongue inside her and her juices flooded down into mymouth. She tastes really fucking sweet, like girlflavour candy. I eagerly drunk her down, pressing mynose against her and breathing in that gorgeous scent.My cock was standing straight up, I could feel, as shereached back and wrapped her hand around it. “Mmmmm…good boy. I know you like that, but just wait and seewhat else I have for you.” I could not have been moreturned on.