"Well it usually does, Chika, now turn around so that I can undo your dress for your spanking," said Charles.The woman obliged and Charles unzipped he... dress and saw first her naked back and then naked buttocks come into view as it fell to the floor."You have a gorgeous arse, my dear," said Charles as he ran his hand over Chika's buttocks. "Thank you, I might let you worship it some time," she replied as she flinched from the deftness of the mature man's touch on her backside."That would be. On the wall was an old poster of Lenin, left arm outstretched, appealing to a crowd of soldiers, sailors and workers. In the background was a stylized Kremlin with an ill proportioned red star radiating shafts of sunlight. There was an inscription appealing to the Soviet people to build Socialism, but Mischa didn't bother reading it - he'd seen such things aplenty most of his life. He briefly looked out the window, before going to the desk drawers. Opening the top one, he took out a box of the. I could tell she hadn’t done this before. “Stand up” I said, as she did I unzipped her skirt.Looking at her in her white skimpy panties I thought of my husband, he loves white panties. Putting my thumbs in the waistband of her panties I slipped them down and noticed how little pubis hair she had. She sat back down and my hand went straight onto the front of her gash. “Feel me” I said, as her fingers touched me on the outside of my knickers I thought I was going to come.I got her laid on the bed. His eyes took in my breath, even as they cast themselves towards the heavens, above my acknowledgment. His nose hooked in something so much superior than a sneer. Just being here, standing in his presence, his palace - it was the work of an entire lifetime for a name so sullied, ousted from the inner circle since the ascension, scraping and saving for every guinea that pushed up my breasts so visibly in the corset. The elaborate evening gown made each step a calculated consideration, every.