The vibrating pad,as I had forgotten was remote controlled, as too was the piston movement of thegiant cock. As Sam activated the chair I almost chock...ed on the first mouthfulof my dinner. ?Careful littleone, and no coming until that plate of yours in completely clean.? I began to feelthat rising feeling stir from deep within me. I looked at Sam; he knew I wouldfail in my task, I wonder if that was his intention from the beginning. I camemoments later, unable to bear the convulsions any more I. Adam Smith. He's my boss. A very fine, sexy, ass boss, if I should add. He's 6'4, black hair, green eyes, that seem to always stare right into your soul. You can tell he works out all the time by the way he's built. Did I mention he's white. He could have any woman he wanted, but I never see him with anyone since I've been here. Not even in magazines or on the news. He is one of the top three Bachelor's right now.If only he could just look at me. Spare me a glance, something. "Ms. McCain can. I'm not much of a dancer, but I wasn't about to pass up an opportunity to get close to my hot sister-in-law."So what are you doing here?" she yelled over the loud music."Stacey's gone for the weekend, so I'm taking full advantage of it," I said. Then, looking her over once again I said, "You know something, Steph, I think that you just keep getting better and better looking every time I see you." Yeah? Thanks, you don't look so bad yourself."Stephanie and I talked and danced as Will rocked. . Well lets just say I wasn't going to do THAT to MY little sister, and leave it at that. But there were a few tips and things I found useful. I already knew that Sandy had gotten a little excited when I was waving that ridding crop around, so I started issuing spankings when called for.As an example, about a week into Sandy's servitude, she started slipping and calling my by name instead of calling me Master. Now while I didn't really care about the Master/Slave thing, Sandy had insisted, and.