Luscious.“Hey, yerself. Good day at school?”“What are you, my mom? It was frustrating.”“I thought you were good in school.”“Oh, it’s n...t that. It’s ... um ... I was thinking that I’d burn off some ... uh ... fuck! I usually go to my room and jill off when I get home from school. You need some relief?”“After the torturer was done with me today? I’d love some. Do you mean ... Are you willing to do me? I don’t want to cut into your private time, I mean. I can ... you know ... wait ... if you. ......."I told her to get dressed in a short skirt and vest top .......white cotton panties and no braDonna dissappered and soon entered the room dressed how told her.I started kissing her mouth and down her neck I stood in front of her and slipped my hand down to Donna's tanned legs and softly biting her nipples though the vest top getting them erect.Donna's body shivered as worked her nipples hard and I could feel her lifting her small firm tits up for me .I slipped my hand between her thighs. Her eyes, now closed, no longer watched her reflected image. Ah, that’s better, she thought as she felt the waves of heat build deep down inside her. Moving the brush more rapidly, she began to moan. She could feel the fires burn through out her entire body and knew that soon her bubble would burst, bringing her much wanted release. As her movements became more frantic, she was practically bouncing up and down on the vanity. She now held the brush with two hands, moving it faster and faster in. ?END PART ONE PART TWOChapter OneA Personal DemonstrationAnother corridor leading further into the structure, away from the obvious torture section, the footsteps echo off the damp stone floor as the Captain leads. A solid, thick wooden door, the rattle of keys and it swings open. Stepping to the side, nodding for her to enter, he smiles. ?We’re here... Strip.? The small chamber barren but well lit with a second door at the further end, she glances around, nervously, soaking in.