"Do I see tears?" she asked.Amanda shook her head a little."No?" Mistress smiled, "I think you are a liar, number 1. You know, you can be punished for... lying, my little slave. So I ask you again, are you crying?"Amanda nodded, sobs bursting out of her as her tears now freely flowed."Now, now," Mistress brushed Mandy's hair, "It's alright. Your Master and I will take good care of you and I promise not to hurt you too much. But you have to promise me that you will behave too. Can you do that?"The. She curtseyed and said, "Good evening Master Malcolm. This way to yourtable." I looked at Malcolm and he silently mouthed "I'll explainlater." We were seated at a table overlooking a small flowing stream andwaterfall in the center of a beautiful garden. As soon as we wereseated, another scantily clad french maid joined the hostess. Theylooked like identical twins, down to the makeup and beautiful violeteyes. They then took turns speaking, that their names were Patsy andPansy, that they would be. "Who the unholy fuck made you one o' my corner men?" No one, just volunteered." Thanks, ever so." Sir," she said, "if I may offer a suggestion. I know a little about this sort of thing, ask Master Grimes if you doubt me. In the first round, you tried trading punches, and she made you pay dearly for it. Second round, you tried her stratagem, and she made you pay even more dearly for it. My advice would be to go all out, bore straight in and do your best to beat her down, focusing everything on. Her ass was round and very inviting. Looking at that only I started getting hard on.I could see her face when she turned in the queue. She must be in the mid-30s but her ass and boobs seemed to be very tight and just in the right proportions. She was very tall, must be 5 ft 9 in. She was not too thin nor bulky as well. I have this thing for tall women and I started praying that she gets a seat next to me. Just when she was to approach the check-in counter, we heard an announcement that our.