Grasping the cock in gloved hand, the blonde’s ass was smeared with her own orgasm before the head was pressed against her sensitive pink bud. The b...londe squirmed as the cock was pressed against her. “I know this is what you desire, what you crave. Your husband doesn’t like yourass, but I do. I like to spank it, whip it and fuck it.”, the Mistress said rubbing the cock head against her ass. “Your husband doesn’t know what a slut you are, does he? You’re just another fuck to me, just another. But suddenly I coughed and reached out a high shelf to get a heavy book.Of course this showed my ass cheeks off to the men. Two of them stopped working and nudged to the other.Now I was having their attention, I figured I would seal the deal. I bent over to a lower shelf, pretending to put away the book.I then reached my hand between my spread legs and slowly began to rub my swollen and wet pussy lips as I let out a low moan. It only took a moment for one of them to get the nerve up to walk up. He’ll never make it, I reasoned. He won’t have time. He won’t realise Scotland isn’t a suburb of London.But a couple of months later, I had somehow agreed to meet him. He’d messaged me that he was staying in one of Edinburgh's innumerable hotels and it had a pub downstairs. I’d seen a picture of him, but I’d still insisted he met me outside. I was not going to trawl the bar like a hooker searching for him.And then my period started. Fuck! I messaged him, telling him I’d got my period but his. .. FLASH... 'Another picture for my collection' she laughedShe then walked right up to me and slapped my face againI yelped... 'Shut up you sissy' she sneeredShe then reached up and clipped something round my neck... I realised itwas the dog collar, we had not used in years.Suddenly she snapped on the lead and yanked it forward... I stumbled asshe started leading me around the house At this point I noticed what she was wearing... she had on a short blackleather dress (where did that come from,.