I went downstairs and found Jay with a tall man in the sitting room. I sat and my training began. The first session was my target but more of that lat...r. Dinner was served by a drab Scottish lady with her hair tied in a tight grey bun and ho wore woolen stockings and a tweed skirt. She barely spoke. When she had gone I felt Jay’s hand cover mine. I looked up into her eyes. ‘Helen will not be back. We are alone. Do you feel safe, Mel?’ I nodded. ‘Good. You are satisfied that your target is a. When I come home, you will be dressed andwaiting by the door for me. Take my coat, serve me a cocktail, and I want to besitting down for dinner one half hour after I walk in. If the chores list isn'tdone perfectly, or my supper isn't ready and hot, or my drink isn't the way I like it, or the house is messy or there is laundry notwashed, ironed and folded, you will be punished. Got it? If I ever see you notin makeup and dressed to my liking, you will be punished. Also, it seems I need to control. It’ll be quicker than taking the bus or waiting for your mom,” DJ chimed in. “Okay, sure,” Natalie hoped that her smile wasn’t too obvious as she placed a kiss on DJ’s cheek. “I’ll see you in class tomorrow.” “Yeah, sure. Get home safe,” DJ said, before sitting back on his bed and pulling his headphones on. Natalie left the room with Dan. Before heading down the stairs, Natalie could not resist pulling Dan to her to, steal a kiss. Dan gently pushed her away. “Not here. Joan’s downstairs and. Vigorous pulses sent a rush of sensations directly to my clitoris. This time when the guy looked at me, he didn’t look away. I detected a slight, knowing smile on his face as he looked at Laura, then back at me.My thoughts reverted straight back to sex as my vagina muscles contracted, gripping the egg. At this point I realized I was biting my bottom lip, something I always do as I approach that toe-curling, can’t-help-but-moan, tingle in my pelvis moment.“God, I’m going to come,” I thought.I.