"She continued but moved toward me. "I have no need for sneaking aboutwhere you're concerned Sara. I thought my interest was clear. I need afriend not... a concubine!"Turning back to Jenn. "Jennifer I will deal with you later. Go to yourroom and get ready."Angelica came beside me. "She is of course paid for serving me dear, butshe is a true submissive. She isn't my property but I am now herMistress. It's quite common, for some women to have to serve, to becontrolled. Some men as well. I'm sorry. It was a moment later that I realized we had been in the elevator for a really long time. ‘Hey-what’s wrong with the elevator?’ I cried out. James noticed, too. He pressed the up button, but we didn’t budge. ‘Lets wait and see if it moves.’ Five minutes later and there had been no movement. I was panicking by now. My hands flitted up and down, like it had no where else to go. Words of worry spilled out my mouth. ‘Oh, damn it, what do I do? There’s the interview and my work, and now its all. ... my AussieBum Coolabahs - they are the sky blue ones with blue and white on the hips.As you guys are well aware, it was after a bisexual threesome with a couple (guy and girl) in a sauna that I started my blog. Purely because I wanted to share that wonderful experience. During that threesome I was wearing my AussieBum Coolabah's. I have 2 pairs now, not the same pair as that threesome experience, they were replaced a year or so ago. One pair has the AussieBum logo on the front (the ones in. ‘Let’s take them off.’ He tugged the drawstring loose and her pantalets dropped into a puddle around her ankles. Sarah gasped, blushing even brighter red. She started to reach for them, and Brian slapped her hard on the bottom, leaving a large red imprint of his hand on her ivory skin. ‘Brian!’ she shrieked. Her eyes were as wide as saucers as she stared at him in astonishment. ‘I said to keep your hands on the table, where they belong. Move them again, and you’ll get another spanking.’ Brian’s.