So this slow burn was driving me wild and had my cheeks and probably even my chest reddening."It's intoxicating," she complimented, as she slowly lowe...ed herself to her knees.I watched her as she smiled, looking up at me and said, "Sister, may I make a confession?"I smiled, remembering Karen asking almost the exact same thing, although I answered much differently this time, "Go ahead my daughter, share your confessional."Both her hands moved up my very un-Sisterly silky-clad nylon legs as she. . I mean ... I'd like to see your studio." A long pause whilst the blushes turned from hot pink to scarlet. "And the pictures." Of course you can see my studio ... when you are ready ... are you ready?" Yes, I think so." Her voice soft, but her eyes now steady, returning my gaze."You know you won't just be looking, don't you? To understand what I do, you need to experience a little of what I do..."I watched her swallow hard, her eyes burning brighter. Putting aside the wine glass I smiled and. I heaved her up onto the settee, spinning her over again as I did so, I had half expected compliance from her since her hands were now under control, but I hadn’t reckoned with the strength of her! She lashed out with her feet and legs, desperately trying to injure mewith her stillettos. Gemma, in her state of confused loyalties, just stood and watched.I used the remainder of the cord to effectively tie first one of her ankles, passing it round her thigh, round the back of her neck, the other. She complied with no resistance."Yes, Master," was the reply as she got into position.To describe what she was wearing were thin tight leggings, a black tank top, and a clearly visible black bra. I walked up behind her and said; "You've been a bad girl haven't you?" Yes, Master," she replied. "You need to be punished," I said and I spanked her right ass cheek before grabbing it with my hand and squeezing it. I had never been so horny about Jennifer until that point when I got my hand on her.