It has a lion face on each arm. The back and seat is covered in black velvet. Everytime I look at his favorite chair I remember when he cuffed my wri...sts to the chair's legs and then bent me over the arms for a bare handed spanking. My butt was so red after that, but it was the best orgasim I ever had. Suddenly hope rises inside me, maybe he's going to punish me again. I look up, but I do not speak or smile. I must remain calm and do exactly as he wishes. Master regards me quietly, looking. At the moment that I felt my balls contract, I remembered her clit. I reached up with my right hand and pinched it, mercilessly clamping my fingers there. Rachel's scream around my dick was instantly cut off, as I shot torrents of cum into her stomach. For the next few minutes, we moaned and groaned together, thrusting into each other's mouths, my fingers never letting go of her clit. She had only managed to swallow half my cum; the rest of it was dripping out of her mouth and into my pubes.. He looked into my eyes, almost asking permission. I knew what he wanted, and I spread my knees even wider to let him know he could have it. With his free hand, he unfastened his belt and unzipped his pants, pulling out a very nicely sized and extremely hard erection. He pulled his fingers out of my pussy and rubbed the tip of his penis over my slick, wet lips. Every molecule in my body wanted him inside me; I moaned and stared into his eyes, willing him to do it. He obliged, sliding his penis. Soon after our legs started touching each other’s. My hand ran over her upper thighs starting on the outside, moving inwards. I knew where it was headed: she did too. She had thin and quite tight trousers on, that anyone taking discreet(ish) glances of the sort I did would leave in no doubt as to the physical nature of her femininity. Sadly before the target was reached she took my hand and gently removed it. I can see her point. Even if- big if- she felt as attracted as I did this was not.