Before leaving to get into your car, making sure you are ready for what is to come, craving what is to come.Your instructions having been sent by Mess...enger, could have been printed off for you to check-off, but your anticipation of this meeting meant that this was not necessary all the instructions given to you are ingrained and vivid in your mind...you could recite them word for word, probably more accurately than I could, even as the author of your instructions.“Dee, now that we have arranged. By the time my manhood had fully bloomed though, I had become quite skilled, and had also learned the value of having a short memory regarding the people I serviced. Romans generally thought nothing unusual about sexual deviance, but still, those who often indulged themselves were thought to be weak of spirit, and that was something no Roman was willing to risk. So it was that when my Master commanded me to be taken to Castrum Antonius, the palatial Villa of the Antonius family, I was not. He released her wrists and allowed her to flop exhaustedly over him for a few restorative minutes before brushing his fingertips across her scorched flesh. ‘You took your punishment bravely, Kitty,’ he crooned, ‘but we’ll see how you get on tomorrow, when the process will be repeated after breakfast, dinner and tea.’ Kitty made an incoherent sound of half-rage, half-despair. ‘Oh yes, Kitty, surely you didn’t think I would let the matter drop so easily? I will get to the bottom…the very red. What? What did he just say? Punishment? Your hands hare still on my breasts and working me in a rolling caress from the base of my breasts to the nipple. Ending with a slight pinch and then starting again. “Punishment? What are you talking about?” I ask. “We’re doing things a little different tonight and you will do exactly what I tell you to do, now no more talking!” is your reply. The constant rolling pressure on my breasts and your voice whispering in my ear causes me to just grunt my.
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