.." she heard Denise mutter as the girls footsteps went around to her head.The next thing she knew, Traci's crotch was directly above her, and her kne...s pinned her shoulders painfully to the canvas. Denise was facing Traci's feet, and the helpless girl next felt her top coming off. The crowd was jeering and banging beer cans on the tables as Traci's tits became exposed to everyone. Traci, her pussy still aching with pain and her shoulders being crushed by Denise's knees, struggled feebly, her. “Call me Serena” she said “Pleased to meet you too. So what brings you here tonight? Business or pleasure?”. He smiled slyly. “Well. Believe it or not, I have been sort of stood up too. I was supposed to meet someone here tonight but she cancelled earlier today. Something came up, apparently, but I came anyway”. Serena knew straight away what was going on. “So, meeting a woman, but not your wife, in a London hotel? Sounds very dodgy to me. Tell me, Phil, were you planning on being a bad boy. For some reason he thought that putting her in charge of devising humiliating punishments for him would not be such a good idea, and this way he was avoiding this. He handed her the slipper, and she revealed her piece of paper: 6. He breathed a sigh of relief and bent over. The slipper connected with his bottom, but the pain was nothing compared to the spoon. At the end, Christine ordered him to spread his cheeks again, and asked the other five to approach and have a closer look at his bum. “But I’m not into girls,” Katie said.“Not yet,” Brenda replied, giving her a kiss on the cheek. “What do you think tonight is all about?”“But … I … no …”“What is your purpose?” Brenda asked.“To obey and please my Master,” Katie replied automatically.“Exactly,” said Brenda. “So if Master wants you to like girls?”“Then I must … no … I don’t … but I meant …”Good. Not as much Master’s slave as me. I need to be his favourite.She turned to Boratus. “Looks like she still needs some work,.