The three scantily clad and pretty young ladies sat in a demurely delicious row at the foot of a ladder leading up to the platform from which they wer... all fated to be dropped with great regularity and frequency throughout the next few hours. A second ladder led up from the tank back to the platform. The process of changing over from one girl to the next promised to be both complicated and lengthy, but at least this would give a few added seconds for them all to warm up before the next icy and. I live like a queen with you at mybeck and call, never having to lift a finger to do a single chore, exceptto snap and point. There is no way I could ever go back to a vanillarelationship, one where we're equal. One where I cook and clean while youmow the lawn. No, I like it when I enjoy myself, go to the gym, or relaxwhile you mow the lawn, AND you cook and clean. But..."My lips continue to reverently worship her foot. I desperately need tolook her in the eyes but instead I obediently look. She ordered me to lick her pussy and made one of my dreams come true. I licked and kissed my way from her knees down her thighs and into the coffee-colored folds of her pussy. When I got to her very tiny little clit, she gave a contented sigh that soon turned to soft moans as I really did my best to give her a good buildup. When she came, she made sweet sweet sounds that suggested that it had been long pent-up.My cock was starting to recover and Mistress Bella pointed it out to her. Mistress. So, we left Jonathan’s together. Craig lived in an apartment block just a few minutes walk away from the gym. It was a truly up-market place with a uniformed doorman who called the elevator for us. Craig’s place was absolutely enormous and beautifully furnished with modern furniture. It turned out that it was a penthouse suite and had a large roof terrace with a fine view back to Central Park. Chapter 9 “Pour yourself a drink,” said Craig, “while I go and make myself more comfortable.” He was.