There was a titter of laughter from Nat, Nicki, and Whitney. Kayla caught Jeff's eye and smiled at him.Jeff took a sip of the coffee, then with his el...bows on the table, he held the cup with both hands, just looking over it at his family. It's odd to think that a few short months ago there were only Diana, Arlene and I sitting in here for breakfast. I was seriously thinking about divorcing my wife because of what she did with that bastard, Jack. My daughter — now my wife — gave herself to me to. That dress, Amanda, the black one. It is a tube and you just pull it on. And those sandals have 20mm heels. If that low heel is uncomfortable, you may wear the platforms." I preferred low heels, Master." Amanda giggled. "You like women barefoot?" I prefer women to be totally naked," Hank replied. "Slave collars included. I like the bare neck. Unfortunately, when you are in public I need you to wear a collar so that you can be positively identified. It isn't that I object to you being identified. Hair plastered to his neck felt itchy, and he shivered slightly, as a faint gust of wind rolled through his moist skin. His ears picked on the sounds coming from the streets below, soft panting of the woman below him, and his own calming breath. There was smell of sex in the air, sweat mixed with semen and that sweet fragrance he sensed before. He mustered enough strength to push himself up on his hands, grunting as he did so. It startled him, when she pushed a stray lock of his hair behind his. After a moment of silence, I order her over my knee. Wh-w-what? her shaky voice stuttered out to me. Over my knee, I repeated with more force than before, making sure that she knew I was serious about this command. Julies doe-like eyes stared at me in disbelief before she reluctantly obeyed my order and laid her torso across my lap, her thinly covered cunt resting against my thigh. I let my gaze wander down the length of her spine, her soft flesh smooth and spotted with small moles about her.