“Thank you Andrea. Janet had no way of measuring how much time had elapsed. XXX Probably to Tiffany’s collar. She next produced the same kind of blindfold that Janet had worn the
previous night. “Mistress, thank you for the punishment I have received as your slave
girl,” said Janet. She had never made love to another girl before, and Tiffany was a
willing teacher. Erica then delivered a series of accurate stokes that landed between
Janet’s legs and made her squeal. She wondered how much agony
she was supposed to endure before her real agony was to begin. “Good morning,” greeted Tiffany as she stretched her arms and rubbed her
eyes. Next,
Andrea produced a pair of leather spike heels that must have been five
inches tall that she locked on Tiffany’s feet. Stealing a glance at the cage, she noted that Tiffany was right up against
the bars.
