His hands massaged my ass as he continued fucking me, taking his time in rubbing my asshole before finally smacking it. With each thrust, he slapped m...y ass, treating me like a very naughty girl who was getting her punishment. He then opted to pull my hair as he continued to ride me, grunting as he did so.He made me face him afterwards and started fucking me with my legs wrapped around his waist. I took in his satisfied and cocky expression as he towered above me, clearly proud of having. " Could I go in with you tomorrow?" Sure. Let me send him an email tonight to be sure it's all right with him."An hour later she got a reply text, 'Bring her in. Sounds like a great idea.'The next morning, I went off to work and Marjorie and Carrie drove to WDC-TV to meet with Phil Coleman, the VP Production for the station.I got a text while at lunch with my work team, 'Got the job. Fun. Love you, C.'When I got home from work, Marjorie was there alone puttering in the kitchen starting to make. ” I put my hand on her shoulder.“Groceries?”“We are good. We usually do groceries on Wednesday.”“Business stuff?”“We will need to get with Erin about bar stuff. She normally gets up and does her books.”“I will text Erin and let her know that she can come back and do her bar business here in the office, but then she has to leave.”“Is that going to be a problem?”“No. I think she may be more affected by seeing her babies each day and then having to leave them each day. I think she really needs to. I entered a cab and gave the cabdriver the adress (156 Mistress Avenue ). In the 20 minutes cab drive i wrote with mistress on our chatprogramm and got more and more excited. finally we arrived at the adress and i paid the cab driver. i took my phone and wrote to mistress – ‘ Yoru slaveboy is standing outside’ .. not more then a few second later her answer came – ‘ get into the door and follow the instructions’ I entered my mistresses apartment through her main door.. a small piece of paper.