.. Uuhhh!..." My moans only served as fuel to make him thrust harder and faster still. The sound of his hips slapping hard against my butt cheeks fill...ed the room while he pounded my ass good and I he moaned louder, "Ohhh fuck!... Uhhh! Uhhhh!... Uuuhhh!... Ohhh yeah!..."I moaned quietly to myself while I felt his hard cock slipping inside of my extra tight ass hole again and again. "Mmm... Mmmm!... Mmmm..." The man kept thrusting roughly into my ass without showing any signs of slowing down and. A domestic slave must be a perfect maid , lady’scompanion and cook. Your slave cannot go to bed if thereis anything at all left for him to clean. Make a list of thingsfor him to do the next day. If anything is not the way youwant it, then it is something which leaves a lot to bedesired, meriting a reprimand or even punishment. Putwhite gloves on (like a sergeant does in the army, becausethey show every speck of dust) and then inspecteverything very minutely. As he is not your husband, makehim. Once laid back, I wrapped my arms around her waist and slipped both hands into her panties as we searched for the others lips once more. We kissed and she rubbed herself up and down on my hard cock for a while before she pulled away again and got up on her knees, kneeling over me. "Have we ever made love on this chair?" She asked. I was sure she was smiling."Don't think so," I told her."I think it's about time, don't you?" I couldn't agree more."She slipped her hands down to the waistband of my. The kind disciplinarian appeared to be in her thirties, although her firm authority made her seem older. She'd described her business, disciplining girls, and explained her bottom would be in absolute agony if she stayed. She'd departed, painful heat packed in her tight jeans, imagining a steady stream of humble girls visiting the smart house.Grabbing her leather jacket, she left her apartment thirty minutes before her train. Girls with a date for discipline arrived on schedule or paid the.