? Michael’s hands slid down her hips, felt her body tremble as he got close to her pussy. ?Spread your knees wider Gretchen. I need to be able to... play with your pussy.? His hands slid along the front of her legs and moved between her tightly clenched thighs, pushed in until she relented and began to shuffle her knees wider.She couldn’t help the feeling she had, a rush of arousal that she was sure that soaked her panties. His hands, rough calloused hands pushed between her silky thighs. "Thank you Mistress," I said, looking her in the eye and trying to soundas sincere as I could. While she had been the source of great humiliation tome, I felt I could afford to be gracious and obedient. Anything to relive thosemoments of absolute pleasure and to please the Master who had orchestratedit. "Don't you think she deserves a tip, Dana?" he continued. "What do you mean, Sir?" I asked. "She worked hard, don't you think?" "Yes, Sir." "Hard work deserves to be rewarded, Dana. Don't you. Dave then ran his forefinger over the ring I was wearing on my left little finger, complimenting my jewellery. That’s when I began panicking.Fixedly staring at me after our main courses had arrived, Dave asked, “If I offend you with what I am about to say, I apologize unreservedly, but I have a strong feeling that you might be gay.”Without looking up I placed a forkful of food in my mouth and began chewing very slowly, playing for time. He followed suit. After swallowing my forkful of food, I. " As she continued to yank him by his top,the material stretched, and a good portion of his heaving breasts werevisible.It was almost comical to watch, with Greggie towering over her by a goodtwo feet in his six-inch heels. Still, the tall redhead shrank in fearand burst into tears as the brutal director continued to berate him.Continuing to maintain a firm grip on the terrified boy, she shot herother hand under his leather miniskirt and squeezed his balls painfully.As he let out a yelp, she.