” I respond meekly. “If I am satisfied with how you have taken your punishment I will allow you one request.” her tone is almost kindly. I feel ...y Mistress’s gloved fingers briefly caress the shaft of my penis before she takes me between finger and thumb, slowly proceeding to wank me. I feel the pressure of orgasm building low down in my body but, just when I think I must disgrace myself, my Mistress removes her hand. Suddenly, I feel a sharp pain as she brings the riding crop down smartly on. Mrs Johnson did not live in so from after dinner until breakfast time we were left to our own devices, which was fine. I have to admit that I hadn't thought too much about it and had wandered down in my dressing gown, in fact a towelling bathrobe because that was what I felt comfortable in. I had made coffee and was sitting at the large pine kitchen table drinking my first cup when the door opened and Mrs Johnson came in. I have to say that it had not escaped my notice that Mrs Johnson quite. Next day in the morning, I met him again while going down the escalator, he was wearing a striped t-shirt and I saw him and thought of making a move or else neither would he give in, nor would I get a start, but had a fear in my mind that what he dislikes this move and tells somebody, soI made a move for which I could say that it happened by mistake. So as the escalator was about to reach the ground floor I moved forward and groped on his butt as if I had imbalanced, and my was that some hard. Replacing it with four fingers he quickly pumped her willing pussy to an explosive cum soaked, red and sore conclusion. He continued to spread her inside with his fingers, seemingly drawing the cum from every part of her vagina. As she felt an explosive orgasm reaching her, his hands withdrew being replaced by his mouth – ready to accept her wave of pissing cum shooting from her as she bucked into a heart stopping orgasm.He willingly drank all of her hot, sticky, piss soaked cum and withdrew.