I ducked the swing and sunk my fist into his gut. The look on his face was very pleasing. I yanked the fire extinguisher from his grasp and tossed it ...down the hall. Scott was on his knees throwing up, but recovering rapidly. He stood up and said, “I think you’ve done that to me twice. You die this time.”Scott ran at me with his arms spread, but I ducked and turned in time to put my foot on his butt and shove him into the corner of a door jamb. Now that hurt.He came up with blood on his forehead. When I first met with her, I unexpectedly discovered that there were requirements to be accepted as a submissive by Mistress Angela. An application had to be submitted, first explaining whether I wanted to be a domestic slave, a financial slave, or just a sexual slave. I chose the latter. The application required clear descriptions of acts which I would NOT do; Mistress Angela does not believe in the use of “safe” words. It also stated that she and she alone would determine the boundaries for. I asked him to sit on the sofa and went into the kitchen and poured a large glass of orange, throwing a towel across my shoulders, God I was so horny, I knew what I was going to do, walking into the lounge I pretended to slip and poured a small amount of orange into his lap, he jumped up and I took the towel and started to rub dry his groin area saying "I'm sorry I'll sort it it was my fault.I continued to rub dry and I could feel his cock getting bigger, he kept telling me it was dry, and I. I’d take my clothes only I can’t remember where I left them.”Leann stood, “I’ll come with you, providing I can get another beautiful kiss from my new lover. I don’t know where I left my clothing either.”Dave stood and wrapped Leann’s naked body in his arms and pulled her against his own nudity. They enjoyed several passionate kisses before he turned her towards her husband and gave her a small push in his direction.Dave said, “Come back tomorrow and you can both look for your clothes.”The.