Privately, Rambo had his doubts, knowing his master as he did. He also thought knocking one off the wrist wasn’t such a good idea either, but who co...ld tell with these silly sacks of crap.The evening went reasonably well. Rambo had only had to nip her infuriating pet poodle once to stop it sniffing his bollocks. The poodle, mollified, had scooted back to the farm with her pom-pom med tail stuck up her arse. Inevitably, Gary and Betty ended up in the barn. All evening, the tension had been. " Like how I got out of answering?" I noticed that. Back on track. Is she going to wig out?" You know she will. She can also be an asset. While you were telling me all this, I started thinking, What is in it for them?"She was smooth. She had me off on another topic."What were you thinking?" I was thinking that many of them might want to play college ball, either D1 or really, anywhere." And Tracy would be perfect at working on that. Plus it would give her something to focus on."The unsaid part. She then raised her foot to my face and said ‘Lick my foot slave!’I happily licked her foot as she rubbed it all over my face. She then pushed my face away with her foot and tossed a satin G-string at me saying, ‘Put on your uniform, and go draw me a bath, slave!’I answered, ‘Yes mistress,’ and went to the bathroom to change into the G-string and prepare her bath.As soon as I finished readying her bath, she entered the bathroom and told me to get on my hands and knees in the tub. I started to. First one, a teasing circle on her erect nipple, then switching to the other. I then decided to take it further, wrapping her legs around me I carried her off the counter and over to the table in the middle of the room, where I lay her down gently as she giggled feeling the coldness of the wood against her warm skin.I kissed her softly on the lips before using my hands to undo her skirt and slide it off, I then knelt on the floor so that my head was practically between her legs and then gazed.