“Slaves need to know who is the Master.” With that he grabbed me and threw me across his knees. With my hands cuffed behind me, he found it easy t...o hold me in place with one hand, despite my struggling. I felt my nightdress pulled up over my back leaving my bottom fully exposed, then his hand came down hard. I yelped with the stinging pain of it, kicking my legs as the hand came down again, and again, me squirming and squealing with each stroke. Six times in all, each smack hard enough to make. I sucked it like a beggar who had seen food after many years. Within minutes, he cummed hard in my mouth. His load was too much that it spilled over my boobs.Then I knelt down on the floor, lifted my boobs and began to lick the cum. At the same time, I opened my pant zip and began to rub my pussy. I mostly don’t wear pantie at work so that I could give others a good show! That day wasn’t any different.So, while I was doing it in that position, my brother was in the bed and enjoying the show.. “In fact I’m earning fucking thousands.”“I’ve only got about £10 on me,” he said as he started to strip.“That’s more than enough.” I said and led him through into the bedroom.David.God I loved that woman and I still do today.After our little session in bed she got dressed in front of me while telling me about the casino she went to the previous night, and then she suggested that we went down to the hotel lounge for a drink.She wore tight, white slacks which accentuated her fabulous back side. The sub glanced up, lazily took the note, then nodded toward the back as the TV blared to life. The life of Shakespeare. I’m pretty sure I’ve seen this documentary before.Me too. Allison sat down next to Emanuel as a student rushed through the door and handed the substitute a note. I wonder what that’s about.“Mr. Lopez? The vice-principal wants to see you.”Oh well. It’ll be nice to not have to watch this one again.Allison poured on the sarcasm. I see how it is. You get out of this torture, and.