She imagines giving him the spatula and bending over his knee or maybe the sofa. In fact she can’t imagine it and decides not to take it with her...at all. She walks into the lounge. "I’ve finished Hun" she says. He looks up from his newspaper. "Ok then what have you brought for me?" She smiles coyly. "What do you mean?" "I think you know exactly what I mean, and for that bit of cheekiness or even forgetfulness perhaps you have earned yourself extra punishment. Stay. This morning we will shop!” Driving a Ferrari is an acquired skill, but Belinda’s late father had been a racing driver and she had grown up on race circuits and behind the wheel of super fast cars. Don Juan loved to watch her eyes narrow in concentration as she fired up a powerful engine and revved, spinning the wheels and sending up a cloud of white smoke, filling the air with the smell of burning rubber. As much as this, he loved to watch her riding his polo ponies, exerting her will over the. .as soon as we entered two sales assistants came to us and asked if they can help.,Mistress replied immedeatley this sissy here is being outed next Thursday at the parade.... I want you to find me the poofiest tutu that you have,tights ,ballerina shoes and a bonnet or flower for his stupid head...i turned red as a beetroot but the assistants and the partner smiled the whole time...we will try everything at home, so if you want to take some lenght on him just call us...we waited for about 20. He is such a good whore. I love watching everything I make him do. He has such a dainty way about him. I sometimes make him dress up for me. I make him wear his red lace panties and his pretty soft red panty hose. I have a special dress that I allow him to wear for special occasions. Tonight will be a special night. I tell him how to dress and then I change into my long flowing black silk robe. I sit at my vanity table brushing my long red hair while I patiently wait for my bitch to come to me..