’ ‘Oh sir, I’ve just checked my barometer and it’s falling faster than a whore’s drawers – Omigod, I apologise, that’s one of my father�...�s favourite sayings when mum is not around.’ Ted Barrett joined the laughter on the bridge. ‘No offence taken miss because none of us fine upstanding men here know what a whore is.’ ‘Thank you sir, and yes I accept your offer of a man.’ ‘Are you Chip Nathan’s daughter, I mean Captain Christopher Nathan, holder of the coveted National Star for Gallantry,. I smile sadistically at her “So, you’re enjoying this after all.” I taunt her “We can’t have that, can we?” I slide off the table and grab her whip from the floor.She can’t see much, but she certainly feels the whip strike her spot. She screams excruciatingly. Another strike, and another scream, but she recoils more this time. A third whip connects with her wetness and I hear her sobbing through the gag. I might feel pity for her, if she had done for me once. As it is, I am convinced she is. I felt movement beside me as Grace stood up again, kissing Dan passionately, and whispering dirty things in his ear, of which I could only make out every second or third word. He placed his hands on the back of my head and started thrusting into my mouth harder, as Grace teased him with promises of dirty sex.Having what felt like my second out-of-body experience for the night, I saw myself down on my knees, sucking cock. I saw my face pressed to Dan's stomach. I saw my head bobbing back and. She loved the attention. She LOVED the attention. She felt like a star. Her senses translated an overwhelming onslaught of sensations. She was near sensory overload. If her senses could speak, they would say: “All these hands touching me! Oh, there and there! Mmm! An erection is throbbing against my left hip. Look. My wrist got grabbed, Ooo! Someone put my hand on his bare cock! Oh! Uhh, my tits! I like that twisty motion! Ooo, yes! This one grabbed my chin, he wants a kiss, yes, mmm, tongue,.