You will ALWAYS freshen yourself before you present yourself to me. Understood?" Yes ... Mistress." You were three minutes late. You shall be punished... for that. Come with me, I shall show you where the implements are kept."Catherine followed her mistress into another room, a bedroom but one in which also stood an oversized wardrobe. Opening the doors Alexandra stood back so Catherine could see the vast array of tools of discipline and torture. There were whips, chains, ropes, straps, clamps and. " Howie..." she'd wailed, trembling with his angered voice."Don't Howie me," he'd snapped back. "Get into a pair of slacks and a nice blouse, comb your hair and be ready to leave as soon as I get home at six. And have a smile on your face, too!" And with that, he'd hung up so harshly that the sound had hurt her ears.The distraught young wife, completely confused as to what would now bring her previously idyllic marriage back together, overwhelmed by the forceful way Howard's raucous boss had. Under her skirt or jeans she wore a thin belt around her waist with a strip of rope attached to the back of the belt, running down between her cheeks, snuggled tightly between the lips of her pussy, pressing on her clit and attached again at the front. The constant pressure on her clitoris and the continual rubbing of it while she walked kept her crack juicy.The best part was watching her face when I knew she was coming in her pants and no one around her realized it. I also went out of my way. I was wearing a tight red dress with black heels. I’m a curvy girl, five foot six inches with a round ass and 36DD boobs. I have long brown hair, brown almond-shaped eyes, and full lips. Guys always tell me that they’d love to see my lips wrapped around their dick. The party was fun. I had lots to drink, and made a new friend, Erica. She was a sophomore with blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and a huge ass. She had a small chest, but she had legs for miles and was hot. She was wearing tight jeans.