Rachel Alicesdaughter was suppressing a smile as she watched her bestdetective intimidate the sissy without saying a word. 'You naughtyboy,' she thou...ght, 'I hope I don't have to carry tales about you toCarol'. Turning to Rachel, "What is this all about, Chief?" asked Mike. Sitting down, Rachel began, "Mike, Miss Marlason is with the CriminalInvestigations Division of the Nebraska Department of Revenue. Thedepartment feels that they have enough evidence to begin an inquiry intothe activities. I'd give you oneweek but I don't have the time or energy to spank you right now. That'sfair isn't it?" Yes Mistress, thank you." I was floating but in the back of my mind Iwas figuring out how many more days until I would be able to cum."Now get me a clean pair of black panties and my black skirt missy, ohand it better not have any wrinkles on it."It didn't, I had ironed it and used a lint roller. I have become a veryproficient maid since becoming Rachel. I walked into her bedroom, ourmaster no. ‘I can’t guarantee anything.’ I pulled the black corset out of my lingerie drawer. ‘This, was the hottest time ever,’ I said. I reached up onto a shelf in my closet and pulled down the box that I sent the cuffs back home in, ripped it open and said, ‘And these were the accessories.’ Greta’s eyes bulged. Her mouth gaped open. She picked up one of the cuffs, caressed the leather straps, and purred. ‘This is some major top-notch gear,’ she said. ‘If you weren’t just my best friend, I’d want you to. Each reproach brought forth another strike. She could feel his manhood swelling and she desired nothing more than to feel it thrust into her, oh how she ached for him. As if sensing her need Bradley's hand lingered on her bottom as the latest slap rang home. It drifted across her burning flesh it felt so soothing. Gently, it slid down her thigh. It was ecstasy, his gentle touch caused her such pleasure she could feel her juices running down her leg.His fingers slid into her wetness and she.