‘Aha!’ you remark. ‘You’ve thought of everything, haven’t you?’ I give you that Mona Lisa smile and the twinkle in my eyes has turned to a... distinct spark. I walk behind the sofa, setting your drink on the end table beside you. ‘You, my darling,’ I whisper in your ear, placing my hands on your shoulders, ‘haven’t seen ANYTHING yet!’ I begin massaging your shoulders, kneading your work weary muscles with my fingertips. You lean back and close your eyes with a sigh. My fingers continue to massage. At the end of the bench, lightly typing the blackberry buttons at the speed of sound,was our off duty waitress. I got to confirm what I saw at the meeting. She was wearing a bright green top, tight white cargo shorts and a pair of greek sandals. The perfect attire to compliment her milk chocolate almost caramel looking skin and her figure. And what a figure she has! her thighs were as thick as stallion's! Her big breasts seemed like they wanted to break free from that top... After gathering. While hejust might decide to spend the evening in my gown, I had just thoughtof a way to guarantee it. But first I wanted to get him a little moredressed."The trouble was, the gown is formal but you weren't. With the moreformal hair style it all comes together. Of course, you being fair offace helps as well." Maybe, but this just isn't for me, and all this is just between us,okay?" Agreed, if you will do one last thing for me. Sit on the bed andscoot forward a bit, perfect."I got on my. Whack! came the paddle down on my bare ass. Whack! Whack! Three times Mistress hit my bare bottom, each seeming harder than the blow before."If you ever disobey me again, it will be far worse for you, Bitch!" Do you understand me?"Mistress then pulled my panties back up, "Now, go apologize to Master Nick for being such a ridiculously cock-hungry bitch and sucking his cock without proper permission." Thank you, Mistress," I squeaked out before mincing over to Nick.I delivered the message as.