She was surprised it didn’t hurt more but glad his intention was not to cause pain after all she was on her best behaviour. With all those thoughts...she almost didn’t count the slap out loud. “I’m waiting Ember,” he said in a firm tone that let her know he wasn’t playing around. “I’m so sorry Master,” she quickly replied. “One. Thank you Master.” “Good girl.” She could hear the smile in his voice. Another slap landed. “Two. Thank you Master.” After ten spanks he was finished and Ember was. The door cracks open and before I know it, I amwalking, blinded by the bright light, into the room. There are gasps ofamazement and I have to do my best fighting the urge to flex my musclesright here and now. But Martha, who I suddenly regard once again as myfuture mother-in-law, not just my personal trainer, was very clear aboutthat. As my eyes are starting to recognize the silhouettes of the people inthe room, I walk as I've been instructed, all the way to the end of theroom, turn around and. She pushed her panties down over her hips and kicked them off behind her. He let out a little growl of lust that made her knees weak then moved his hands down to her ass and lifted her up. He settled back on his haunches, lowered her down and she reached to guide him into her. She looked into his eyes as she slid onto him, watching the dancing reflections of the candlelight. Sweet candlelight that held them in its bubble and kept the world outside. Sweet candlelight that let this moment be.. The aroma grew richer. Finally, Jeff turned off the light under the pan and poured the roux over the trinity. It sizzled for a while. Doesn’t it sound just like you know what you’re talking about when you learn the lingo? He stirred the trinity for about half a minute, then poured the hot stock into the large pot that contained the trinity, the turkey and some other stuff I couldn’t identify. On went the lid and the flame. ‘I take it you met Sandy.’ He gestured towards his sister. ‘Not by name..