He pulled me up turned me around made me bend over putting my hands on the couch and started spanking me telling me I was a dirty slut he stopped and ...ushed his finger into my ass again I pulled away and told him I was a little sore he ordered me to put my ass back up bend over and stay in position so I did he got down behind me and started licking my pussy and ass from behind I came again and then I started begging him to Fuck me he pulled me into the bedroom I layed on the bed he put my legs. The journey up the inside of your leg is deliberate and slow, to build the tension the anticipation, the eroticism.I reach the top of your hold-up stockings and onto the soft cool skin of your inner thigh. I stop there and again squeeze your leg gently. I can sense your breathing has changed, becoming more urgent.You are standing in a public lit room with my hand poised below your lace undies. There are people in the room but you have your back to them; you have no idea if any of them are. He thought, I forgot shoes. He continued to look her over, stunned by her beauty. Tayla stood there, motionless. After what seemed like forever but was only a few minutes, Dimitri cleared his throat and went to her. ‘Good evening, Tayla.’ He offered her his arm. ‘You look exquisite.’ ‘Your not looking so bad yourself, Tourmentor,’ she said. ‘But that wasn’t a very nice thing to say about your bride. I’m not being rude to them.’ She placed her hand in the crock of his arm. ‘Just you.’ She let. He was up before her once again and when she came downstairs, he was in the dining room hunched over a cup of coffee, so lost in thought that he didn't hear her coming."Good morning Master," she said, in her usual perky manner."Morning," he said, absentmindedly."What would you like for breakfast this morning, Master?" she asked, smiling."I don't care. whatever," he said, not even raising his eyes from the table.She looked at him. This wasn't like him, but she shrugged her shoulders and figured.