It wouldn’t be that bad a punishment if it wasn’t so cold, or if Master was back before 4pm. Sometimes If I’m really lucky, and really good, I c...an sleep in Master’s bed! His hot, muscular body pressed against me. Holding me; protecting me. He is my world, I live and breathe to please him, and in return, he lets me. His joy is my joy, his upset; my devastation. I look around myself, to find a kitty tray filled with posh, perfume scented cat litter, and realize it’s for me. It makes me aware of. It wasn’t crowded and he grabbed a seat and ordered his drink, the bartender came back and placed his drink in front of him and said “compliments of the lady at the table in the corner”.Carl looked in the corner at it was the lady from the elevator. He walked over to the table and smiled at her “thank you for the drink”“You are very welcome” she responded with a come hither smile, and motioned for Carl to sit down at the chair opposite her.“You didn’t have to buy me a drink for holding the. " I started flogging my prick so hard, I flung thin strands of pre cum about the room, hitting both Samantha and myself."Hey, you didn't cum without telling my did you?" Samantha asked when she felt the moisture hit her."No, it's just pre cum. Here, have some more." I said as another drop oozed out of my shaft."I think it's time for the last card." It was a queen of diamonds; I had won."Well, it's time for me to pay the piper." She didn't look at all unhappy about getting naked for me though.. TT walked into the living room and saw Mr. B, Chris -- Dora’s husband -- was standing near the wall, not saying anything. TT shivered slightly at the atmosphere in the room. She felt confused but kept her focus on the paper. It didn’t take long for her to realize what she was reading. It was a story, a very erotic story about a father and his teenage babysitter, also named “Chris” and “TT”. She was surprised at the intricate detail, almost like she was reading a description of something.