With Andrea doing the laundry, she went into Erica’s room. XXNX All Janet remembered was that she finally passed out sometime during the late night. Do you understand?” Janet restrained herself, trying to control her arousal. “You’ve done very well, Janet. Breathing though her nose, Janet continued to service Andrea. Janet sat in the library chair directly in front of Mistress Erica, frightened by the tone of Erica’s voice, which had taken on a harsh character. “You can’t climax before you’re allowed,” commanded Andrea, “else there will be quite a punishment for that. She washed her face, and stared at herself in the mirror, naked, her wrists and neck in leather. “Kiss the crop,” ordered Janet. Andrea began to circle her captive, striking Janet occasionally with the crop.
