‘I wonder what kind of flowers she would like?’ Danny said aloud. ‘Who sir? Maybe I can be of some help?’ Ronald the gift shop operator said. ...‘I am speaking of Miss Amber Barnett. Do you know what kind of flowers she likes?’ Danny replied. ‘Oh yes, I do sir, she always requests roses when her family stays with us.’ Ronald said. ‘Oh, her family has stayed here before? Danny asked. ‘Yes, they usually go on winter vacations with us, this is the first time they have come here during the summer. “Fine, Basil. Fine.” He rushed from the room, down the hall, and straight into Mistress Demi. “What the hell do you think you are doing?” She screeched, smacking him hard. Dazzle reached his hand to his red cheek, unsure how to proceed. “I- I..” He stuttered before dropping to his knees before her. “Forgive me, mistress.” “Strip, slave.” Without hesitation Dazzle stripped his clothes, laying them in a pile. “Lay out on your back.” Dazzle again performed this order. “Now stroke yourself, slave.”. At the time, coincidentally, I was doing some work for aBondage Newspaper.? It was questionablestuff, soft porn really I suppose, at least in the minds of some people.? It didn?t matter to me really, as one job wasthe same as any other so long as I got paid, and at that moment, that was theimportant thing.? Actually I was ratherintrigued by the subject matter, and I had to admit that some of the magazinesthat I had been given for reference excited me more than a little bit. It wasn?t so much. I concentrated hard and my first jet came inside Mandy, my second left my cock as I was pulling out of her and my third spurted over her lower body as I grunted hard. I was glad she couldn’t see the face I was making as I did so.I leant back on my haunches, breathing hard and looking at the mess I had made over her. It was such a nice mess. The bedclothes were soaked and I could see my juices mixed with Mandy’s seep from her well used cunt. Her chest was heaving as she gulped in much needed.