I wondered how long Steven had been here. Thebedroom held nothing; the kitchen held nothing and the living room yieldedme nothing. I stood in the ent...ance way into the kitchen standing therenaked clad only in the stockings and wondered what my next move should be.That was when I heard the front door unlock. I hurried back to the bedroom and I took my place next to a now snoring Steven and I shut my eyesand began to pretend I was sleep. I heard footsteps enter the bedroom. I tried very hard to. Listen and listen good. Because for each one that you break, you will be punished. You will do what I say and when I say. No questions. When I come to your chamber, you are to be sitting on your knees on that rug" he pointed to the one by the fireplace. "with your head down. You are not to look at me unless I tell you to. When I spank you, you are not to cry out. Do I make myself clear?" "Yes" she softly said and brushed away a tear. "Don't cry my dear, you'll learn to like it. I'll take my. ” I turned over and let him pull my hips up so that he had better access to my asshole. He unbuckled his pants, pulled them and his shorts down. I gasped. It was big, about 7 inches long and at least 2 inches wide. I looked at Rick, he smiled. I put my head in his lap. His cock was still out so I put in my mouth and started licking his shaft. Mark was spreading the cheeks of my ass and put the head of his cock against my hole. I had been fucked in the ass a few timed but never with anything. Will that work?" "Yes," I said softly. "Thank you." I didn't think abstaining from masturbation was going to be so difficult. Usually, I was a once-every-couple-of-weeks kind of girl. But when I thought about Mr. Sterling, his office, the gift of lingerie, or the coming weekend, I had a surge of arousal that was distracting. With no way to take care of it, it stayed distracting, which I'm sure was what he intended. When Friday came, I was a nervous wreck. I shouldn't even have gone to work but.