Chapter One
They’d arrived in small groups in a steady, ceaseless stream, no doubt induced by the excellent wine and several varieties of Vittel water served with dinner. Under normal circumstances the gentlemen might not have quite so eagerly consumed mineral water. However, the grand old spa’s bitter waters were renowned for their curative properties and, worldwide, only the club received bottled water from the more obscure, potent and vulnerable springs.
Each time the heavy door of the Members’ Toilet opened, Gina’s body tensed. She forced herself to relax – if she was not relaxed she would certainly choke or suffocate – and endure as long as Daddy required.
Woefully, she contemplated her condition. Threatening twinges in her outstretched thighs had become aches then moved toward ang
