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Shaking her head, Isabel sat Melissa down in the chair and handed her a handkerchief to absorb the tears.“It’s not that bad,” she explained.Melissa sobbed and nodded. Not really listening to Isabel’s caring words.“I’ll only be away for two weeks and if you want, I’ll arrange for Amy to keep you company.”Melissa nodded some more but her lips quivered and before she could say anything she was crying again.Isabel looked at her pet with a concerned look on her face. She had never seen Melissa in this state before but whatever Isabel said had no effect on consoling her. There was only one thing for it.“Come on, let’s put a stop to this crying. Get on all fours.”Melissa turned around, sobbed and knelt on the sofa. Isabel opened the sex draw of the lounge cabinet and withdrew a leather paddle. She stepped up behind Melissa and lifted her skirt over her bottom.Pulling Melissa’s panties down around her thighs, she first stroked her bottom. She loved the smoothness of it and couldn’t help herself sink a digit between her puffy lips. Melissa’s sticky juices clung to Isabel’s finger as if her life depended on it.Removing her finger, Isabel raised the paddle and let it fall with some force onto Melissa’s bottom. The yelp filled the room with a shrill sound. Three more hard slaps and Isabel could no longer hear Melissa cry. The sobbing had stopped in preference to the urgent uptake of air into her lungs and the whispered fucks that left her mouth.“Do you want to cum?”“Yes please, Mistress,” Melissa nodded while on the verge of a sob.Isabel brought six more paddle strikes down on her cheeks, alternating between them. Goosebumps appeared on Melissa’s skin and each one stung like it was being attacked by a swarm of bees, all taking their turns to pierce her flesh. Melissa always marvelled at the pleasure she got from a good spanking. She found herself on the verge of the proverbial cliff as Isabel brought the paddle down relentlessly. The constant pressure of each strike drove Melissa closer and closer.Isabel knew https://escortium.org not to stop, not when Melissa was in this state and was about to climax, though she was tempted. Strike after strike pushed Melissa closer to that edge, closer to the precipice that she needed to fall over. The ever longer breaths that Melissa exhaled indicated that she was getting closer as if she was riding a wave of pleasure that only she could feel. Isabel felt Melissa tense a little, seeing that she had squeezed her anus tight. On delivering one forceful slap to her buttocks, Melissa climaxed. The cliff had disappeared and she found herself in freefall, her body convulsing and her legs shaking.Kneeling beside Melissa, Isabel pulled on her lead and rose her head from the sofa.“Go and run us a lovely deep water bath,” she winked. “You can give me a good licking from under the water.”Melissa smiled. They had only tried that once before and Melissa nearly died, literally. Isabel was so overcome with getting her pussy licked from underwater, and was so close to orgasm, that she held Melissa’s face in place until she got off. Melissa started scrabbling around with her one free hand and managed to push Isabel’s hand away from on top of her head. When she pushed up for air, the commotion caused Isabel to lose it. Her lip turned up at the end and after looking at Melissa for a short while, grasped her head and pushed it back down under the water. Melissa had to take in a large lungful of air, quite quickly, before she started licking once more. It worked, though. She got Isabel off admirably.As she ran the water, Melissa smiled at the thought of that first time. They would be more prepared now.The following day, Isabel made ready to leave and Melissa had everything packed and ready for her. The taxi arrived and the peck of affection on her pet’s forehead left Melissa in a good place as the door closed.Melissa looked around her. Two weeks, she thought. She would rattle around in this house for two weeks on her own. As luck would have it, the weekend arrived and with it, Amy. On Friday evening, Amy announced herself as Melissa’s new playmate; she handed her the letter that Isabel had given her with all the instructions on it that were aimed at Melissa.Monday: Look after Amy – pleasure her. Stop when she tells you to.Tuesday: You get a good spanking from Amy.Wednesday: Day off.Thursday: Amy to take you for a nude walk. Friday to Sunday: Amy spends the whole weekend fittingly treating you as you deserve.Repeat for two weeks,Isabel xMelissa read it. She couldn’t believe that Isabel had written it, but who was she to complain. Thursday was a new one on Melissa; she had never done that before and wondered what it entailed, but to get to Thursday they had three days to get through and a weekend.Amy got right down to work after giving Melissa time to read the instructions. She handed Melissa her coat and suitcase containing overnight clothes.“Put these away for me, would you? I believe I’ve been given the room next to Isabel’s?” she informed Melissa.“Oh, and put the bag of goodies on the dressing table for me. And do change into something sexier. You look so drab in those clothes.”Melissa looked down at her clothes. They were Isabel’s favourite maid outfit. She nodded.“Then get me a glass of wine, would you? Red.”Melissa kept nodding, taking all the instructions and storing them for regurgitation later.As she walked away, her heart sank and she desperately wanted Isabel to come home and comfort her. Leaving the hallway, she looked over her shoulder and watched as Amy undressed and threw her dress over the chair.Melissa reappeared in the lounge in a white basque that fitted her body like a tight glove. The white stockings added to the look and were tight against her crotch. It was a total contrast to Amy’s black underwear, with one exception. Melissa’s breasts hung over the balcony bra and she wasn’t wearing knickers. She didn’t think there would be any point and decided without being asked. She handed Amy a glass of red wine.“Shall I make us some food?”Amy nodded. “That would be lovely, something snacky and not too filling,” she added. “We’re going to have enough filling later on,” she added.Amy watched Melissa leave the lounge and couldn’t believe how turned on she had become in such a short time. The effect of seeing that beautiful woman dressed in that way blew her mind. She was going to have to fuck her for looking like that and yet there was nothing but admiration in the way she looked at her leave.Amy sipped the wine and let a finger slip down her panties. She played for a while before seeking out Melissa to see how dinner was coming along. When she entered the kitchen, there were a few plates of assorted cheeses, biscuits to accompany them, grapes, slices of orange, assorted meats that included her favourite, sliced Chorizo.Her hand came down on Melissa’s bottom. “That is lovely,” she said, referring to the meal that Melissa had put on the table, but thinking the exact opposite.“Thank you,” Melissa smiled.Plucking a grape from its stalk, Amy pushed it into Melissa’s pussy. “They’re nicer when they have more juice on them,” she commented. Amy pulled it out and popped it into her mouth. “Don’t worry, I won’t do that with the Camembert,” she giggled.They both ate, making polite conversation as if they had just met at a party. Now and then Amy would take liberties and slip a finger into Melissa’s pussy whenever she had a hand free. At one point, Amy asked Melissa to reach over the table and grab the plate of meats. Melissa started to walk around and was stopped by Amy, who proceeded to instruct her more firmly.As Melissa bent forwards, Amy let a finger stroke down the crack of her cheeks until it slipped over her outer lips. Inserting it into her pussy, Amy let out a big sigh. “So, nice,” she whispered. Swallowing hard, Amy watched her finger disappear, her eyes also drawn to the way Melissa’s white stockings clung to her thighs and how the suspender straps from her basque complimented her delicate skin. Amy wanted her badly but held herself in check until they got in the bedroom.
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