During a visit one time in a booth, I stripped down to my pantyhose and started jacking off. I thought that I locked the door to the adjoining booth. ...ll of a sudden a older guy opens the door and see me in pantyhose. He says “what do we have here!” I tried as fast as I could to put my clothes on but he grabbed my arm and told me to relax. He then started to kiss me! I have never kissed a guy before and I knew that I wanted more. He then started kissing my neck and worked down to my nipples.. Although Jackie went to clean for mistress every week for several months, and each time ended up on the bed and being caned, with the strokes increasing quickly from six to twelve and then to eighteen, she still found the cane the best incentive to make her clean better and be more attentive, and even looked longingly at the bed when she cleaned the second bedroom. She also was very happy with the fact that she couldn’t start a conversation, had to divert her eyes away from her mistress. It was getting late in the evening (probably around 6-7pm), and it was time for my best friend to head to his church youth group. He left in a rush, and told myself and Kate to finish up. We concluded studying very quickly, and started just chatting. She was dressed in typical study gear, with just a baggy t-shirt and sweatpants, with no makeup. I went across the room we were studying in (which doubled as a play room sort of thing), and sat at the computer. Kate came over and explained she. Her head would be held high, her back straight. She would be naked and ready to do my bidding and eager to please me.No hole was out of bounds with Denise. She would have me in her ass just as easily as her cunt or mouth. She didn’t seem to mind if my seed filled any of those orifices, or spilled out over her chest, back or face or between her toes, just grateful for the attention. She would sit all day, chained to the bed or the banister, waiting for my return. As long as she had a chamber pot.