| The handle of the crop into her cunt. I thought that was a great idea. It was time to slip into our gowns, Leila and myself. That was no problem - we were totally naked apart from them, and barefoot. We helped each other with our collars, ankle restraints, chains and handcuffs, then the two men came along in their monks' robes and attached our leashes, ready to lead us out on to the prepared stage, which they had already inspected. We had a few minutes to wait, and checked our hair-does in the mirrors. Yasmina's ... |