Christine was confused, she had not felt sexually aroused by being with a woman for over forty years but she felt sexually aroused now.Brenda felt con...ident that she would hear from the woman again as her knickers dampened.Over the next three days, Christine thought more than once of throwing the scrap of paper away but she knew deep down that she would have to phone the number. As she thought over the conversation she tried to convince herself that Brenda might not actually have been hitting. If it brings her pleasure, let her have it. Each person deals with things their own way.’ Pouring out the golden liquid into the cut crystal glass from the decanter his Grandmother kept in lounge, he thought of Suzanne. Was he being a ‘fuddy duddy’ with her? Was he interfering in her choice of lifestyle. He didn’t think so. With her it was often past the choice and moving into an addiction. And where was she. There had been no answer when he tried to call her again earlier. * Driving back next. "From now on you are a bitch, and bitches wear their collars at all times."She eyed it, then blinked at me stupidly."Put the collar on, Gardenia!"She shook her head. I could feel Diane's eyes on us. "Bitches," I snapped. Jordan and Akane gracefully rose and grabbed the girl."Let me go," she shouted, struggling in my bitches grasp.They hauled the struggling girl, her breasts bouncing nicely. My bitches were strong, they exercised daily, and they easily dragged her to the spanking bench and bent. I lead you over to the bed...I sit you down and slowly start to undress you, kissing every inch of you as I go, I kiss your neck, laying soft warm kisses from the back of your ear down, while slowly unbuttoning your shirt, I kiss all the way down your chest and stomach, little warm licks as I go I am on my knees in front of you and I start. To unzip your jeans, I tug at them and you lift yourself up to help me pull them off you, your stiff cock is eager to burst out your boxer shorts,I slowly.