Caught red handed she thought to herself, smiling.She looked him in the eye as soon as she could see his face. He was smiling up at her, and she just ...smiled back. When she got to the bottom of the stairs, she pointed the crop at him as it it were her finger. "I thought I told you not to touch yourself," she said as she walked over to him.He just grinned back at her and nodded his head.She flicked the head of his hard cock with the crop, which made him yelp and dance on the spot. "Well, don't do. He choked on his food, but quickly recovered, and started to get up. But I told him to sit down and just "watch" us while he finished eating!Lisa knew that my neck was my weakest spot and that she could easily heat me up by sucking and tonguing me there. She simply took control.. I had a silk skirt and matching blouse that felt fantastic on my skin and even better with her hands reaching back and massaging my behind through my Calvin high riser panties.It was then that I discovered she wore. They all went back to Johns house, which was on the outskirts of town, and after removing their coats more drinks were served and John went on-line to research their answers.John was wrong and genuinely taken aback, she on the other hand developed a dominatrix personality, and was clearly turned-on with both winning and administering the punishment to be.After a few more drinks John stood up and demanded she administer his punishment, as he was ready and man enough to take his medicine, she on. Thank you, Mistress Reba,” she smiled.I was actually surprised. I liked that term “Bitch button reset” and wondered if I may need that every now and then because lord knows I had points where I probably was too bitchy myself. The doorbell rang and I went to get it.There was a pretty brunette on the other side of the door and she said she was a little early for her appointment. She wore a very revealing red skirt that showed off her cleavage and seemed very enthusiastic. I told her that Cheyenne.