Kim wanted so much to stop the car, run into their house and tell them she was in trouble. The car moved on, past the Beach Club and past the Del Mont... lodge itself where the rich and famous came to play and vacation. At last they came to a tall fence with barbed wire around the top. At an electronic signal, the gate swung open and the car turned noiselessly in.They drove down a tree-lined drive until they sighted the house. It was a rich house, a sumptuous home, typical of the tasteful,. ? Sara dropped her hands to her side. Ariel let the tip of the riding crop rest on Sara’s arm?then slowly drew it up her arm and across the top of her chest. ?You are quite beautiful?.? Mistress Ariel whispered against her ear as she made a slow circle around her letting the riding crop trail lightly across her skin as she did so. Across her back?the slowly criss-crossing down her back, making her shiver. Then she slid the riding crop across her panty-clad ass?.and onto the back of her. ' The signature was a giant C.The one large and two small boxes were stacked in the corner under the stairs. I didn't bother to check them because I was cold. I knew it would take the heater a while to raise the temperature above the current twenty three degrees. I knew that it was twenty three because in my kitchen hung a large thermometer attached to an Orange Crush advertising sign. I had found it in a yard sale before I left for the Industrial park area.I pulled a hassock up to the stove. His eyes shone and I saw a growing bulge in his pants. ‘Not interested in females, eh?’ I asked. ‘I… I… ‘ he stammered, ‘you’re… fucking wow! Come here,’ he said. I sauntered over to him, my hips swaying naturally, my 4’9 frame being carried gracefully. He took me in his arms and sat me on his lap. I could feel his covered cock pressing against my pussy and I became aroused. He ran his fingers through my long black hair and kissed me. Electricity shot through me as his hot tongue found mine..