I slowly start licking it clean. Mistress Cindy said, as she was raising herself from the sofa to retrieve her crop, " You spilled our drinks and took...too long to clean my hand. Now I'm going to have to punish you. Put the tray down, bend over and spread your ass cheeks." While I followed her instructions, Mistress Cindy took position behind me. Mistress Faith had been watching the performance with interest from a corner of the room while her slave, another white male with blonde hair, had been. He could have killed her and it would have been worth it.She would still feel only gratitude for this man who'd give her a glimpseof what it could feel like to love and be loved, even if it were onlybased on an illusion. Because he didn't know who she "really" was; hehadn't fallen in love with the "real" her.That was exactly the problem.Grace, of course, had already long divined the problem. She assuredMarcia that she was worrying about nothing; that Walt had alreadyunderstood the. Natalie and Ester excused themselves to meet their husbands for dinner. I had a feeling that the husbands would be getting eaten before any food. ‘I’m all alone so now you both need to dance with me!’ I exclaimed and dragged both men to the dance floor. I danced and twirled and teased both guys and soon the floor was crowded, forcing us together. Not that I complained. I was the inside of a sandwich with two delicious men as the bread. Matt pressed against my butt while I pressed my breasts. He filled it from the tap and rinsed her hair again and again, far more often then required to dispel the shampoo. Having no more he could do while she was in the tub, he pulled the stopper by the chain and held a limp hand and pulled slightly. She came to, not quite sure where she was but she had the strength to sit up and come to a crouch. He helped her over the side, let her balance her ass on the tub rim and began to towel her off. Her eyes were half shut. She looked and felt drugged. He.