I could not wait to be made to crawl to her. I tried to finish getting dressed, putting on my padded bra over my newly shaved tits, my nipples getting...hard by the material. As I was putting on my makeup I looked over and my Mistress was enjoying herself with her vibrator bussing on her hot clit grinding to a very hot rhythm. My Mistress then told me to turn my vibrator on, as it was buzzing away on my clit. I was trying to put on my nails so I could put on the sexy dress my Mistress had picked. After a few minutes, I pull the covers down, and push his head down to suck me off, he doesn't disappoint, he clearly know what he's doing as he begin he sucks me just right, I came so fast, and he swallowed up every drop without hesitation. At this point I was fading from how drunk I was, and must have passed out. When I got up the next morning Brett was eating breakfast, and didn't say much after what seemed like an hour of awkward silence, I finally spoke up, "so Brett about last night,. ”“Oh sure! What...? Bread and water for a week?”“Hardly, Miss. Please stand and come over to the desk.”Ashley did as he instructed, eyeing him suspiciously all the while, finally standing by the side of the large oak desk.“Face the desk and bend over Miss Gracen.”“No way! What, do you think you are going to get to paddle me or something? What are you, a big pervert?”“Bend over the desk, Miss Gracen. If you do not, the two gentlemen outside will be called in to assist you.”She glared at him and. If they clubbed together to buy this, you realise, this guy must be good.You wave him in. “My name’s Steve, by the way.” He says, offering his hand. You go to shake it, but instead he takes your hand and gently kisses the back of it. “Where would you like us to work?” he asks. “We can use my table, or would you prefer one of your surfaces?”“Surfaces?” you ask.“Yeah. Bed, floor, couch…I’m easy any way, the choice is yours. The clock doesn’t start till I do.”You look at his table, and realise.