I’m actually on my over to spend the week with you. I need to escape this place for a while. I hope I’m not coming at a bad time?’ she said cros...ing her fingers. ‘Never a bad time for you. That’s great, we haven’t hung out in awhile. I’m glad, can’t wait to see you.’ Realization hit him and he glanced around the house. He would have to tidy up a bit. ‘Great, I’ll see you in 45 minutes, ok? Bye’ with that she hung up the phone. Christian dropped his phone on the table and busied himself with. Craig does his bit but he has his hands full with the jobs that Mistress Monique dishes out at the start of the day.I start at the top and work my way down to the basement. I dust, vacuum and polish all morning long. When that is finished I attend to all those little tasks that Mistress Monique needs doing. Mistress Monique is strict, there’s no doubt about it. She keeps an eye on everything and makes sure that we do our allotted tasks to a standard that she expects.She chose a nice little. "I don't need a lot of women." she said afterwards. " I want to be your baby girl, your slut." We shared a few tender moments, and some soft kisses. I told her she could call me her Mistress. We slowed things down for a few minutes, soft and tender, slowly building our energy and desire, despite our already impressive exertions.We started getting rougher. "Do you want to be my slut?" I asked. "I do." she said. I spanked her and pulled her hair. She dug her nails into my back. I fucked her hard,. ‘Hehe, I guess you saw quite a bit of me… but which bit was most fun for you?’ she asked teasingly, grinning at the shy girl. ‘What’s your name, anyway?’ ‘Im Magan,’ she said, quickly, trying to avoid the other question, ‘What class do you have next?’ The image of Sandra’s hairless pussy slit was still fresh in her mind. ‘You answer my question first, then I’ll answer yours.’ Sandra winked at Megan, and then checked to see where the introduction would take them next. The next class of the.