Behind it was a man tied to what looked like a saw horse with only a leather hood and thong on, and a woman wearing a leather bustier and mask was whi...ping him and screaming, "Say it!"With each blow the man cried out and said, "More Mistress! Give me more!"At first Yvonne was horrified until she realized the man's back only had a few red marks and nothing serious. The whip was more noise than anything else. "Beg me slave!" I want you to fuck me Mistress!" You can do better than that!" she. " And," she said, sidling up to me, "I find other ways to burn calories." We shared a kiss.A couple of hours later we were driving across the flatness of the California interior."There's an open spot behind a hill I know about," Shannon said, "I thought we could spend some time before we hit the grades into SoCal." OK by me," I replied.A half-hour later we pulled off an exit. Shannon took several turns, then turned in behind an old barn about ten minutes off the freeway.I wanted to ask her how. After a certain point, I decided to try theunderwear. I was a little apprehensive at first because I thought mysister would notice that her bras and undies were misplaced. However, Idid it anyways, kind of excited about the possibility of her findingout. My favorite pair of undies were pink with a cute bow on the front.I like these because they were bigger and concealed my manhood better.The bras were trickier, but I was able to get them on with no problem.In the middle of 9th grade I evaluated. Stop.” He shifted and squirmed just enough to reinforce the seriousness of his intent. A hand appeared, flipping just enough hair out of the way for a face to partially emerge from its sensuous jungle.“If you have to pee, I guarantee I can finish you off before you do.”“No, that’s not ... well, I mean, yes I do, but that’s not why I’m stopping you.” Her hand was still stroking his slippery and incredibly sensitive organ. If I don’t win this argument soon, it’ll be moot. “I’m actually asking you.