“How can you promise not to do it again?” I said as I spanked her butt again.“I cannot promise, Sir. I can promise I will try and submit to trai...nings to strengthen my asshole. Only a lying cunt would promise something she knows she cannot do and I am just a dumb cunt, Mister Matthew!” she said and counted the swat with pride. Her back was arched slightly.“Don’t let her get too excited and control the interaction! Keep her head down, push the plug back into her mouth before it falls down!”. In that case, onewould see residual signs that Taylor was really a boy in disguise.You see, besides ordering her to keep away from the bridge, Reese'sparents have barred her from being alone with boys. Of course, this hadas much success with Reese as the bridge prohibition did. Taylor simplydisguised herself as a girl whenever she visited.Unfortunately, the pleasant stroll through the fields was interrupted byan abrasive voice from a good distance away: "Hey look! Taylor thinkshe's a girl,. The rules of engagement were similar to the second level, except on this floor you could enter a room without permission, you just could not touch or participate without permission. Eric and Amy exchanged wide eyed glances as the obviously wired hostess rambled on about other club rules and regulations before completing their tour back at the first level bar. Needing cocktails, they each ordered a drink only to find out that the price of admission did not include top shelf liquor, just some. ."He spanked me again. He said, a slave should thank her master forreminding them of the rules."I said, "Thank you Master!" wanting to avoid any more of the treatment.My master said, "Strip." Confused, I looked at him, but saw that hewasn't looking at me, so, I looked where he was and saw the store workerstart to take off her clothes. As we watched, Master started to playwith my breasts and I closed my eyes to focus on the sensations that hishands were causing. About two seconds later, I felt.