I pushed my jeans down my legs, followed by my underwear, and then stepped out of them. I sat back down on the sofa, my cock standing to attention bet...een my legs and up the front of my lower belly. Molly nodded. ”That looks more comfortable.” “Comfort” was relative at that point – I was physically in no discomfort, but the tension in the air was stifling and my desire to know what happened next was enormous. The conversation that followed – about my job and where I lived – was so mundane. I have way more to offer than Amiko does.’ She smiled, her fingers tracing the edge of her halter top. Then she stepped up to me. ‘No, Darla. I just can’t.’ ‘Why don’t you come back, we will even give you a raise.’ ‘It’s not money, Darla. It’s just not money!’ She looked at me oddly. ‘Then how about if I tell Cary that Amiko is off limits?’ ‘Some things can’t be put back, Darla.’ Her expression changed, got dark. ‘You are crazy!’ Then she stormed out. I heard the big limo start, drive off.. It was funny, we'd only been there a few days but she already had quite prominent tan lines! I sat and watched her cream up her big boobs in the sun, I noticed quite a few blokes watching and I liked it!She did the same thing for the next two days. And that's when some new guests arrived at the hotel. Among them were a group of for lads from Blackpool. I remember watching them walking past us at the pool with their cases, on their way to their rooms. They were quite clearly checking her out as. She started to argue so I shoved the ball gag into her mouth. I took the strap and whipped her writhing body, sometimes directing a lash to her ass, back or thighs. She was soon screaming against the gag. I struck again and again. I continued to whip her writhing body for several minutes, directing the lash to her ass, back, thighs, stomach and cunt. Again, I whipped her until I felt completely exhausted. By the time I finished, Sallys body was again covered in sweat. I released the bonds that.