After about ten minutes, by which time Fifi was protesting that she really was sore, why did no one believe her, Miss Leduc said that was enough. “I’d like to go downstairs and get another drink,” she said to Hannah. With some disappointment, Hannah unstrapped the dildo. She’d enjoyed having dominion over Fifi’s ass. Perhaps sometime she would get another chance of f*****g someone; she’d got more out of it than she expected.
Downstairs, more people had arrived. The sound of chatter had risen considerably, and so had the number of pretty, near-naked girls. It seemed to Hannah that almost every style of submission was represented. There were girls who were pets, with little curly tails stuck in their asses. Some had pads on their feet and hands too, and as well as the obligatory collar and
