You don't want to make me angry. Itwould be a great shame as I am very pleased with you as an addition toour club. Just be a good girl and all will be...well."Meredith shuddered and crumpled the note. This merry go round of bodieswas - was what - she shuddered. 'I can tell from the pricking of mythumbs that something wicked this way comes. Perhaps the sprinkling ofHoly Water and the blessing will get me out of this body swappingmadness?'Meredith met her new maid the next day. But she didn't. This voice, what he was asking, it didn't seem real. But then her hand slid slowly down between her legs. She crooked own finger, her index finger on her right hand. And slowly, she let the tip of her nail rest against her clit. She felt the soft pressure of her hard finger nail pressing gently against the quivering tip of her clit through her panties. She felt the small bud of her clit swelling against her finger, pulsing as if it was crying out to be touched. But only the tip of one. “Nice,” he remarked with a grin.“You better just kneel on the floor, kitten,” she instructed me. It wasn’t the most comfortable position, but I was used to it. I curled my legs under myself and sat there in a sideways pose between the two of them as they chatted away in Afrikaans. I was given a few bites from her hand, sweet chilli shrimps, salmon bites on brioche rolls, some melt-in-the-mouth chicken tikka skewers and for dessert - because she knew how much I liked fruit, - a few honeyed figs. He slipped a soapy finger deep into my pussy. The feeling of the soap burned the inside walls of my vagina and it hurt extremely bad for one instant then changed to an erotic pain that sent my body shuddering the very next. He played his finger around in me a little, soaping up the inside of my pussy real good before he pulled it out again. “You wanted me to clean you out thoroughly, remember?” he said. “And your pussy is very, VERY dirty.”I brought myself back up to face him and wrapped my.