Claudia now ran her eyes down Carlo’s body. He was younger than she, fit but not athletic, tanned but not through toil. A beach lover then, quite ob...iously; she liked that, and, best of all, he was her treat, her plaything. His muscles now flexed as he moved lithely towards her and reached up to brush her hair aside. He wore a delicious cologne whose aroma made her mouth water as their lips locked. Soon their mouths tingled with tender luxuries of sensation that both of them keenly savoured. In. What a pair of sewer cunts!Tableau Vivant: 2The young man is in the doctor's 'office'. He is staring at his knees despondently. The doctor is a blue smock identical to the nurse's. It is unbuttoned to reveal the reveal the cups of a white lace bra attempting unsuccessfully to support a sagging bosom. In the background are a leather couch and a set of screens. A glass cabinet cursorily stocked, inside, which can be, glimpsed a metal bedpan, pipettes and a packet of sutures. The doctor is. On the floor beside the frame there were a number of floggers, crops and dildo’s of various shapes and sizes. There were what appeared to be a number of Chinese chop sticks and elastic bands, and a wand connected to an electric cable with a powered, vibrating ball at the end. Belinda’s heart raced. It was the type of vibrator her master often used on her when she was tied to his bed, and it invariably brought her to an earth shattering, screaming climax; the type of loss of control which she. She thought she remembered eight men in the group but she knew there were more in the caravan. Hopefully, she thought, the other slave women were pleasuring them.When the next two men started with Catherine, the leader of the group said something and the men shifted, both pulling out of her. She was left gasping and confused. Not understanding the language or cultural expectation was a massive disadvantage for her. Even without understanding the words, she quickly understood the intention as.