crucifer
Magistrate
Chapter Eleven - pt2
Meanwhile Fay prepared for her ordeal; she consulted her friend Kate to see if she could learn any tricks about how to get a man or a woman to orgasm quicker. Kate said she would do whatever she could to help her; but she should be prepared to take twelve lashes; anything less would be a bonus.
Fay lay awake at night trying to think her way through the thirty minutes; what could she expect to achieve? She had no choice over the selection of the servants; so she couldn't bribe them into having a fake orgasm. The servants would not be allowed to touch each other; only Fay could touch them but obviously they could also touch Fay.
When the day finally came, Fay was led into a small chapel. She stripped off her own clothes and prepared herself. She had oils and potions and she hoped to heighten the sensitivity of her challengers so that they ejaculated quickly.
After much thought she had decided on a strategy; she would have the maidens and men strip; they would stand in full view of each other. She would tackle the men first; lying on her back she would take one in the pussy and the other two she would masturbate with her hands. Her aim was to get them to fuck her rather than vice versa.
The girls she thought would be more difficulty; they would be her downfall. She would have to work on them; rather than encouraging them to bring themselves off on her.
The six contestants were led into the chapel by the Abbess; Fay asked that all their clothing be removed before the start of the contest. After some thought the Abbott agreed to this demand and the girls and boys stripped each other. Fay was pleased; she could see the process of mutual stripping was already having an effect on the boys.
The men were huge and growing firmer by the second; the girls were a delight. Fay would gladly have slept with any one of the six.
The Abbott explained the rules. The chapel bell would toll a two minute warning; when it fell silent the challenge would start. After thirty minutes it would ring again to indicate that the time was up. There was to be no touching between the six volunteers and no self-touching by any volunteer. This was to prevent Fay ordering a volunteer to help. The only touching must be between Fay and the volunteers and by implication, a volunteer could touch Fay.
The bell started to toll and Fay used the time to brief the volunteers about where to stand and what to do; she was as ready as she ever would be.
When the bell fell silent she oiled the cocks of the male volunteers; the firmest was ordered to fuck her; the other two kneeled by her head. She had decided that the only way to make them come quickly would be to talk dirty to them.
"Come on then stud, fuck my pussy; I want to feel your huge meaty weapon deep inside me. Fuck my tight little cunt really hard."
Boy number one was well on his way; he thrust his hot member into her slippery pussy and fucked for all he was worth.
"Now you two; I want to feel that spunk spraying all over my face; I want it in my mouth. The first to come will get to fuck me tomorrow in private. Come on boys, I want to feel your juices splashing onto my lips."
She pumped away at the two boys; she felt that they were beginning to respond; she wanted them to fuck her fists rather than having to jerk them off. Her hands were smothered in oil; she slackened her grip and she felt the two rampant pricks sliding in and out of her 'cunt like' fists.
"Come on baby, fuck me harder; I want you to spunk inside me. If you come you can have me in your bed tonight.
"Come on you bastards, call yourselves men? The first to come gets three nights with me; gets the opportunity to stretch my tight pussy to show me how good you are as a lover. Now I am just a dirty whore who deserves to be fucked; to be used by you."
The talk was having its effect; the pumping on three sides was getting more urgent. The boys she had in hand were doing well. Their pre-cum now adding to the lubrication, she could see white foam forming in her hands. She adjusted the tightness of her grip; she tried to sense what worked best. She thrust her pelvis, reinforcing the long deep strokes which were pounding her vulva.
How much time did she have? Should she persist with the boys or start on the girls, she wondered.
She decided to place her trust in the boys. Then she felt the shudder as pussy boy unloaded into her.
"Well done pussy boy, now fuck off and let me have a pussy over my face."
Pussy boy reluctantly disengaged and was immediately followed by one of the girls who planted her glistening cunt onto Fay's lips. She started to exercise her lips; trying to remember all she had learned in the last few days.
A twitching in her right hand and a splash of sperm all over the tits of her pussy girl indicated that one of the hand boys had come.
"Well done young man; you can have two nights with me. Now where is that cunt?"
Another girl positioned herself so that Fay could play with her. Fay's arms were aching from all the action. Her left hand was still being fucked by a hand boy and her right was trying to focus on teasing a clit from its hiding place. God, it was worse than patting your head while rubbing your tummy, she had a pussy to suck as well.
A jerk in her left hand and the splash of warm semen all over her own breasts indicated that she was now three down and just three pussies to go. How much time had she left? Was she dissipating her efforts by trying to triple task? Concentrate on licking the pussy; let the other girls use her hands if they wished.
"Come on girls I want you to fuck me now. Grind that cunt into my face; good girl. You two fuck my fingers; if you want to come then you have to help yourselves. Hold my wrists and use my fingers. That's better; same prize as the boys; nights alone with me"
There was a melee of girls writhing on the floor; there were hands everywhere. The Abbott and the Abbess were circling the group like referees in a wrestling match; trying to spot any infringement of the rules.
Pussy girl manoeuvred herself so that she could lick out Fay's pussy; the other two girls started to diddle each other. Fuck it thought Fay; that's screwed my chances let's just enjoy.
As the bell started to toll the four girls were well on their way to orgasms. Ignoring the bell they continued while the Abbott and the Abbess looked on smiling. Finally, they lay in an exhausted but sated heap; they were smiling at each other and were kissing.
Eventually the girls stood up; the three volunteers dress themselves quickly but Fay remained naked. The boys had gone, presumably back to work. They all walked over to the whipping stone. It was only now that Fay began to realize what it was; she had thought it to be an obelisk with wrought iron rings attached; how wrong could she have been.
She was stood with her back to the cold stone; ropes were fastened to her wrists. She stretched her arms above her head while the free ends of the ropes were tied to a ring at the back of the slender monolith. Then her ankles were tied and fastened tightly to another ring at the back. She found that her feet were off the ground; she was taking most of her weight on her wrists. Her breasts and pelvis were thrust forward, fastened in the way she was, her body formed a bow.
When it was presented to her she kissed the whip; she confirmed that she was ready to receive her six lashes.
The Abbott held the whip, ready to strike; the girls stood in their assorted garments and looked on as she took her punishment; they smiled encouragement to her; they winced as each stroked landed across her belly.
"One," cried Fay as the first stroke struck just beneath her breasts.
"Two," she suppressed a yelp as the second cut across her breasts and caught her erect nipples. "Shit, that hurt," she muttered to herself.
"Ouch Three," she fought back the tears as the third stripe landed across her belly.
"F… our," she exclaimed, having stopped herself from saying fuck. The lash crossed her pubic bone.
"Five," she gulped as the lash was back on her breasts.
"Six and thank you, Master;" as the final stroke stung her body.
She slumped in her bonds and the pain in her wrists began to hurt more than that in her bruised flesh. The Abbott untied her and gently helped her to restore the circulation into her wrists. The Abbess, very tenderly, applied the soothing balm which took away the sting and turned it into a nagging pain.
The girls stepped forward and comforted her; they raised her hands aloft as if she had just won a prize fight. They studied the marks on her body and felt sorry for their young friend.
Much to Fay's surprise, the Abbott and the Abbess invited Fay to join them for dinner that evening in the Abbott's quarters.
The girls took Fay back to her dormitory and laid her on the bed. They were not from her dorm and Fay had not really seen them before, well not to talk to. They sat around and chatted together, comparing notes on their experiences at the Abbey. They reassured Fay that life was really great in the convent and that a whipping was to be endured, enjoyed and forgotten.
They expressed the opinion that Fay probably needed to experience a lot more prick.
"Grab the opportunity when it arises," they laughed at their innuendo.
When Kate returned, the girls made their excuses and departed. Kate lay and cuddled with Fay. Then she kissed every inch of her stripes even when it meant kissing her pussy and her nipples.
"I am to dine with the Abbess and Abbess," she announced to Kate.
"Wow, what did you do to deserve that?"
"I don't know really, the Abbess just put her arms around my shoulders and came out with the invitation."
"In that case you will need to be prepared properly. Have you got a clean tabard?"
"Yes, in my locker."
"I can do better than that; you can borrow my special tabard. It's not the usual cotton; it's a very fine silk with gold trimmings down the edges. It is virtually see through and it clings to the body, leaving nothing to the imagination. They will love that."
"That would be lovely thanks, are you sure it's Ok to wear non regulation uniform?"
"You will be fine; you will be dining as a guest and not working as a servant; I will lend you a cloak to wear for the walk through the Abbey just so nobody molests you on the way. In fact, I will escort you."
Kate disappeared for a few moments and came back to Fay; she looked rather pleased with herself.
"I have spoken to Sister Greta and she has given us permission to use her bath. A good long soak will ease your aching joints; we can try to take your mind off some of the pain of your whipping. Bring your towel and come with me."
Fay grabbed her towel and followed Kate out and up the stairs to the bathroom which Greta and Carole shared. It was a lovely room with an ancient tub in the middle of the floor. The taps appeared to be made of gold and the room was tastefully decorated with plants on stands.
Kate removed Fay's tabard and then removed her own. She started to run a nice warm bath; testing the temperature with her hands as she swooshed the water around. She poured in some of Greta's bath essence and the smell was decadent. She helped Fay step into the bath; sat her down and placed a folded white towel beneath her head as she lay back.
Kate leaned over and started to gently sponge the whole Fay's body; being very careful that she did not aggravate the livid marks on her body. Fay just lay with her eyes closed enjoying every moment of the attention.
When she was happy that Fay had been thoroughly cleaned and that all evidence of semen in her pussy had been expunged, Kate decided to join her in the bath. She lowered herself to sit in front of Fay; the younger girls legs were wrapped around her waist; she could feel Fay's pussy in contact with her back.
"Thank you for being so nice to me," murmured Fay as she soaped Kate's breasts with her hands.
Now it was Kate's turn to relax and enjoy; soapy hands were stroking her body and playfully tickling her pussy. She could feel her own nipples perking up and she looked down at them.
"Mmmm, I could get used to this," she whispered.
They continued to stroke each other tenderly until Kate began to realize that she could not get comfortable access to Fay.
"I'm going to turn round," announced Kate, rising up from the warm water.
She turned round and stood in front of Fay, her naked pussy was too inviting. Fay bent forward and teased her with her tongue. Eventually Kate broke the spell and sat down.
It was a squeeze but Kate put her feet between Fay's legs; she was able to tickle her pussy with her toes and Fay could only groan with appreciation.
The two girls splashed each other with warm water; they gently drew the wet sponge over each other's nipples. They were both getting aroused. Kate introduced some more hot water to the cooling bath water. This was the life.
Kate leaned forward and started to finger the younger girl's pussy in earnest. She delved into the wet cleft and started to rub her clitoris. Fay lay back and let it all wash over her; she was exhausted after her ordeal and this was such a nice way to relax. She hoped that Kate would not mind if she took but didn't give.
Kate had Fay's legs as wide as the tub would allow them; she was exploring her tight cunt with two fingers. She wanted to show Fay how good it could feel. She lifted her head and kissed Fay's breasts; working the nipples with her lips to tease them to a greater size. Already they were as firm and prominent as they had ever been; being very sensitive Kate was able to generate wonderful feelings in Fay's pussy.
Fay knew that her orgasm would come soon; even in her short experience she could tell the signs of her arousal. She tried to imagine that she was a hetero virgin once again and that she was being 'taken' by this young vixen who was leading her astray; doing things to her which she had always thought wrong. What was wrong with her? She had learned so many things in the past few days; she was enjoying her confused sexuality. She could never have dreamt that this sort of thing would happen to her; yet here she was, enjoying every minute and giving herself to whoever wanted to play with her.
When the orgasm came, it came quite suddenly; flooding through her body like a tsunami. Shaking her body as she gasped for breathe. As she came her knees bent and she slid forward; jamming her pussy against Kate's tummy. She propped herself up on her hands; her head thrown back in ecstasy as she allowed the pleasure to surge through her body.
"God that was good," Fay yelled, as Kate slowly withdrew her fingers. "I so needed that after all the excitement of today."
"You know that I only want to please you," replied Kate. "When I am a Scholar I want you to be my personal slave; I will force you to do all sorts of things you never imagined."
The two disentangled and each lay back in the bath; soaking in the warm water and relaxing. Too exhausted to talk, they were each thinking their own private thoughts. Fay used the toes of her right foot to casually tickle Kate's crotch. It was more of a 'thank you' than a 'come on'.
Realizing that time must be moving on they got out of the tub and dried each other down; each careful to make sure that all their nooks and crannies were perfectly dry. They dusted on some of Greta's powder to make themselves smell nice.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, I promised Greta and Carole a night of passion with you; that was the price for using this place."
"What a small price to pay for such a nice bath."
Meanwhile Fay prepared for her ordeal; she consulted her friend Kate to see if she could learn any tricks about how to get a man or a woman to orgasm quicker. Kate said she would do whatever she could to help her; but she should be prepared to take twelve lashes; anything less would be a bonus.
Fay lay awake at night trying to think her way through the thirty minutes; what could she expect to achieve? She had no choice over the selection of the servants; so she couldn't bribe them into having a fake orgasm. The servants would not be allowed to touch each other; only Fay could touch them but obviously they could also touch Fay.
When the day finally came, Fay was led into a small chapel. She stripped off her own clothes and prepared herself. She had oils and potions and she hoped to heighten the sensitivity of her challengers so that they ejaculated quickly.
After much thought she had decided on a strategy; she would have the maidens and men strip; they would stand in full view of each other. She would tackle the men first; lying on her back she would take one in the pussy and the other two she would masturbate with her hands. Her aim was to get them to fuck her rather than vice versa.
The girls she thought would be more difficulty; they would be her downfall. She would have to work on them; rather than encouraging them to bring themselves off on her.
The six contestants were led into the chapel by the Abbess; Fay asked that all their clothing be removed before the start of the contest. After some thought the Abbott agreed to this demand and the girls and boys stripped each other. Fay was pleased; she could see the process of mutual stripping was already having an effect on the boys.
The men were huge and growing firmer by the second; the girls were a delight. Fay would gladly have slept with any one of the six.
The Abbott explained the rules. The chapel bell would toll a two minute warning; when it fell silent the challenge would start. After thirty minutes it would ring again to indicate that the time was up. There was to be no touching between the six volunteers and no self-touching by any volunteer. This was to prevent Fay ordering a volunteer to help. The only touching must be between Fay and the volunteers and by implication, a volunteer could touch Fay.
The bell started to toll and Fay used the time to brief the volunteers about where to stand and what to do; she was as ready as she ever would be.
When the bell fell silent she oiled the cocks of the male volunteers; the firmest was ordered to fuck her; the other two kneeled by her head. She had decided that the only way to make them come quickly would be to talk dirty to them.
"Come on then stud, fuck my pussy; I want to feel your huge meaty weapon deep inside me. Fuck my tight little cunt really hard."
Boy number one was well on his way; he thrust his hot member into her slippery pussy and fucked for all he was worth.
"Now you two; I want to feel that spunk spraying all over my face; I want it in my mouth. The first to come will get to fuck me tomorrow in private. Come on boys, I want to feel your juices splashing onto my lips."
She pumped away at the two boys; she felt that they were beginning to respond; she wanted them to fuck her fists rather than having to jerk them off. Her hands were smothered in oil; she slackened her grip and she felt the two rampant pricks sliding in and out of her 'cunt like' fists.
"Come on baby, fuck me harder; I want you to spunk inside me. If you come you can have me in your bed tonight.
"Come on you bastards, call yourselves men? The first to come gets three nights with me; gets the opportunity to stretch my tight pussy to show me how good you are as a lover. Now I am just a dirty whore who deserves to be fucked; to be used by you."
The talk was having its effect; the pumping on three sides was getting more urgent. The boys she had in hand were doing well. Their pre-cum now adding to the lubrication, she could see white foam forming in her hands. She adjusted the tightness of her grip; she tried to sense what worked best. She thrust her pelvis, reinforcing the long deep strokes which were pounding her vulva.
How much time did she have? Should she persist with the boys or start on the girls, she wondered.
She decided to place her trust in the boys. Then she felt the shudder as pussy boy unloaded into her.
"Well done pussy boy, now fuck off and let me have a pussy over my face."
Pussy boy reluctantly disengaged and was immediately followed by one of the girls who planted her glistening cunt onto Fay's lips. She started to exercise her lips; trying to remember all she had learned in the last few days.
A twitching in her right hand and a splash of sperm all over the tits of her pussy girl indicated that one of the hand boys had come.
"Well done young man; you can have two nights with me. Now where is that cunt?"
Another girl positioned herself so that Fay could play with her. Fay's arms were aching from all the action. Her left hand was still being fucked by a hand boy and her right was trying to focus on teasing a clit from its hiding place. God, it was worse than patting your head while rubbing your tummy, she had a pussy to suck as well.
A jerk in her left hand and the splash of warm semen all over her own breasts indicated that she was now three down and just three pussies to go. How much time had she left? Was she dissipating her efforts by trying to triple task? Concentrate on licking the pussy; let the other girls use her hands if they wished.
"Come on girls I want you to fuck me now. Grind that cunt into my face; good girl. You two fuck my fingers; if you want to come then you have to help yourselves. Hold my wrists and use my fingers. That's better; same prize as the boys; nights alone with me"
There was a melee of girls writhing on the floor; there were hands everywhere. The Abbott and the Abbess were circling the group like referees in a wrestling match; trying to spot any infringement of the rules.
Pussy girl manoeuvred herself so that she could lick out Fay's pussy; the other two girls started to diddle each other. Fuck it thought Fay; that's screwed my chances let's just enjoy.
As the bell started to toll the four girls were well on their way to orgasms. Ignoring the bell they continued while the Abbott and the Abbess looked on smiling. Finally, they lay in an exhausted but sated heap; they were smiling at each other and were kissing.
Eventually the girls stood up; the three volunteers dress themselves quickly but Fay remained naked. The boys had gone, presumably back to work. They all walked over to the whipping stone. It was only now that Fay began to realize what it was; she had thought it to be an obelisk with wrought iron rings attached; how wrong could she have been.
She was stood with her back to the cold stone; ropes were fastened to her wrists. She stretched her arms above her head while the free ends of the ropes were tied to a ring at the back of the slender monolith. Then her ankles were tied and fastened tightly to another ring at the back. She found that her feet were off the ground; she was taking most of her weight on her wrists. Her breasts and pelvis were thrust forward, fastened in the way she was, her body formed a bow.
When it was presented to her she kissed the whip; she confirmed that she was ready to receive her six lashes.
The Abbott held the whip, ready to strike; the girls stood in their assorted garments and looked on as she took her punishment; they smiled encouragement to her; they winced as each stroked landed across her belly.
"One," cried Fay as the first stroke struck just beneath her breasts.
"Two," she suppressed a yelp as the second cut across her breasts and caught her erect nipples. "Shit, that hurt," she muttered to herself.
"Ouch Three," she fought back the tears as the third stripe landed across her belly.
"F… our," she exclaimed, having stopped herself from saying fuck. The lash crossed her pubic bone.
"Five," she gulped as the lash was back on her breasts.
"Six and thank you, Master;" as the final stroke stung her body.
She slumped in her bonds and the pain in her wrists began to hurt more than that in her bruised flesh. The Abbott untied her and gently helped her to restore the circulation into her wrists. The Abbess, very tenderly, applied the soothing balm which took away the sting and turned it into a nagging pain.
The girls stepped forward and comforted her; they raised her hands aloft as if she had just won a prize fight. They studied the marks on her body and felt sorry for their young friend.
Much to Fay's surprise, the Abbott and the Abbess invited Fay to join them for dinner that evening in the Abbott's quarters.
The girls took Fay back to her dormitory and laid her on the bed. They were not from her dorm and Fay had not really seen them before, well not to talk to. They sat around and chatted together, comparing notes on their experiences at the Abbey. They reassured Fay that life was really great in the convent and that a whipping was to be endured, enjoyed and forgotten.
They expressed the opinion that Fay probably needed to experience a lot more prick.
"Grab the opportunity when it arises," they laughed at their innuendo.
When Kate returned, the girls made their excuses and departed. Kate lay and cuddled with Fay. Then she kissed every inch of her stripes even when it meant kissing her pussy and her nipples.
"I am to dine with the Abbess and Abbess," she announced to Kate.
"Wow, what did you do to deserve that?"
"I don't know really, the Abbess just put her arms around my shoulders and came out with the invitation."
"In that case you will need to be prepared properly. Have you got a clean tabard?"
"Yes, in my locker."
"I can do better than that; you can borrow my special tabard. It's not the usual cotton; it's a very fine silk with gold trimmings down the edges. It is virtually see through and it clings to the body, leaving nothing to the imagination. They will love that."
"That would be lovely thanks, are you sure it's Ok to wear non regulation uniform?"
"You will be fine; you will be dining as a guest and not working as a servant; I will lend you a cloak to wear for the walk through the Abbey just so nobody molests you on the way. In fact, I will escort you."
Kate disappeared for a few moments and came back to Fay; she looked rather pleased with herself.
"I have spoken to Sister Greta and she has given us permission to use her bath. A good long soak will ease your aching joints; we can try to take your mind off some of the pain of your whipping. Bring your towel and come with me."
Fay grabbed her towel and followed Kate out and up the stairs to the bathroom which Greta and Carole shared. It was a lovely room with an ancient tub in the middle of the floor. The taps appeared to be made of gold and the room was tastefully decorated with plants on stands.
Kate removed Fay's tabard and then removed her own. She started to run a nice warm bath; testing the temperature with her hands as she swooshed the water around. She poured in some of Greta's bath essence and the smell was decadent. She helped Fay step into the bath; sat her down and placed a folded white towel beneath her head as she lay back.
Kate leaned over and started to gently sponge the whole Fay's body; being very careful that she did not aggravate the livid marks on her body. Fay just lay with her eyes closed enjoying every moment of the attention.
When she was happy that Fay had been thoroughly cleaned and that all evidence of semen in her pussy had been expunged, Kate decided to join her in the bath. She lowered herself to sit in front of Fay; the younger girls legs were wrapped around her waist; she could feel Fay's pussy in contact with her back.
"Thank you for being so nice to me," murmured Fay as she soaped Kate's breasts with her hands.
Now it was Kate's turn to relax and enjoy; soapy hands were stroking her body and playfully tickling her pussy. She could feel her own nipples perking up and she looked down at them.
"Mmmm, I could get used to this," she whispered.
They continued to stroke each other tenderly until Kate began to realize that she could not get comfortable access to Fay.
"I'm going to turn round," announced Kate, rising up from the warm water.
She turned round and stood in front of Fay, her naked pussy was too inviting. Fay bent forward and teased her with her tongue. Eventually Kate broke the spell and sat down.
It was a squeeze but Kate put her feet between Fay's legs; she was able to tickle her pussy with her toes and Fay could only groan with appreciation.
The two girls splashed each other with warm water; they gently drew the wet sponge over each other's nipples. They were both getting aroused. Kate introduced some more hot water to the cooling bath water. This was the life.
Kate leaned forward and started to finger the younger girl's pussy in earnest. She delved into the wet cleft and started to rub her clitoris. Fay lay back and let it all wash over her; she was exhausted after her ordeal and this was such a nice way to relax. She hoped that Kate would not mind if she took but didn't give.
Kate had Fay's legs as wide as the tub would allow them; she was exploring her tight cunt with two fingers. She wanted to show Fay how good it could feel. She lifted her head and kissed Fay's breasts; working the nipples with her lips to tease them to a greater size. Already they were as firm and prominent as they had ever been; being very sensitive Kate was able to generate wonderful feelings in Fay's pussy.
Fay knew that her orgasm would come soon; even in her short experience she could tell the signs of her arousal. She tried to imagine that she was a hetero virgin once again and that she was being 'taken' by this young vixen who was leading her astray; doing things to her which she had always thought wrong. What was wrong with her? She had learned so many things in the past few days; she was enjoying her confused sexuality. She could never have dreamt that this sort of thing would happen to her; yet here she was, enjoying every minute and giving herself to whoever wanted to play with her.
When the orgasm came, it came quite suddenly; flooding through her body like a tsunami. Shaking her body as she gasped for breathe. As she came her knees bent and she slid forward; jamming her pussy against Kate's tummy. She propped herself up on her hands; her head thrown back in ecstasy as she allowed the pleasure to surge through her body.
"God that was good," Fay yelled, as Kate slowly withdrew her fingers. "I so needed that after all the excitement of today."
"You know that I only want to please you," replied Kate. "When I am a Scholar I want you to be my personal slave; I will force you to do all sorts of things you never imagined."
The two disentangled and each lay back in the bath; soaking in the warm water and relaxing. Too exhausted to talk, they were each thinking their own private thoughts. Fay used the toes of her right foot to casually tickle Kate's crotch. It was more of a 'thank you' than a 'come on'.
Realizing that time must be moving on they got out of the tub and dried each other down; each careful to make sure that all their nooks and crannies were perfectly dry. They dusted on some of Greta's powder to make themselves smell nice.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, I promised Greta and Carole a night of passion with you; that was the price for using this place."
"What a small price to pay for such a nice bath."
Chapter Twelve is coming soon - will you be there?
