I felt a bit apprehensive because of what had happened on Saturday night, although she was fine when I left her I thought that given time to think abo...ut what I’d done she’d have second thoughts about us. I felt I should have at least phoned her on Sunday even though we both new we hadn’t planned to see or speak to each other until today. “Fancy going out for lunch, perhaps we could go to the Northumberland Arms?” I asked her.“Ok, that’d be nice, but it’s your treat.” She replied.That beautiful. ?You’re my little slave now. School doesn’t go back for another couple of months, so we’ll have so much fun all day and night.?And that was the beginning of Mistress Jessica asserting her dominance over the young boy. Now whenever he was about the house, he had to always be naked, except for certain items that could be (and frequently were) worn – collars, nipple clips, ball gags, butt plugs and cock harnesses. She had him do all the household chores as her slave houseboy and frequently spanked. Jeanette was no way shape or form looking forward to that. I mean not at all. “She said she'd be here in a few weeks from now. She needs to make some arrangements I guess, and it already seems like it's gonna be in a few days. So if I'm a little on edge, then don't mind me. I know Callie over there knows what I'm talking about, I've told her. So Christina, I gotta tell something. Callie is still pretty lucky to have you even though you weren't in love with the idea of them. I mean after I moved. She took her finger and wiped it off, bringing her glistening finger up and slowly sliding it into her mouth, in and out. She gave her finger one last lick and said, "Mmm. I love your taste." And then she moved her head down between my thighs. I put my heels up on the desk and lay down across the desk. Her tongue moved across my clit slowly and then faster, flicking it with her tongue over and over in that way that women know how to do. She licked the juices from my pussy like it was an ice.