Then we returned back to the living room. Up till now our conversations had all been very friendly and chatty, with no sense of Mistress/slave, but mo...e like two girls talking about our ideas and fun. Julie told me that the client would arrive soon, and that once he was here I would have to play the part of her unwilling captive, so I should struggle, fight, shout, scream, beg, plead, and do anything to try and escape....that was what the client wanted. She knew that I hated the idea of just. The government closed ranks. Nobody put their hand up. Nobody was ever likely to. Despite vociferous protests, despite Sarah's parents very reluctantly joining forces with me, briefly, in an effort to get to the truth, murder was excused as an 'incident, ' a dreadful but accidental coincidence, and the conservative press implied that only sick lesbians would do such a thing to each other anyway.I set my investigators onto it, but even before they could report anything, a friendly female mole. Bent over naked with a total stranger slamming his hot, hard, prick into her pretty little muff. The thought of another woman watching a man having sex with her, triggered an orgasm so intense she nearly passed out.She didn't know whether it was thoughts of her roomie, or the friction of the coarse cloth of her habit against her bra less breasts, but her nipples stayed hard through the bus ride back to the convent. She'd never been with another woman. In fact, although she knew the dictionary. While she was sucking my dick all I could think of was, her cockold-oldman was in the next bedroom which made my dick bigger and harder than it's ever been. She stopped and said in a low voice as she looked at my dick'I can't wait for you to pound me from behind with this big young horse cock of yours' With that she turned around and I got behind her. She had worn this outfit before and I literaly fucked her brains out so I figured it was going to be a repeat performance.Since the bikini.