Part two can be found here;  Stephanie part twoStephanie slowly stood and twisted to look at her backside. Gingerly she touched some of the sorest bits. Still quietly sobbing she picked up the rubber knickers and gently eased them on over her tender behind. She then slipped back into the catsuit before turning her attention to her new sister.
Unhitching the chain to the gag she left the gag in place while she took out the anal hook. She did not feel like answering a barrage of stupid questions from Emily on why she put up with her Masters treatment. It was bad enough she had let him down so. She did not need Emily ignorantly rubbing salt in the wound.
Lowering Emily’s arms she led the girl upstairs to the shower. Unlacing the armbinder she gave the slave a quick massage of her arms before indicating she should step in the shower and wash.
“I don’t have a key to that leather collar yet, and you’re staying in that gag, so try not to get them wet. Just wash what Master messed up.”
Having instructed Emily,