I arrived at her house and knocked on the door. She answered the door wearing a sexy, slim black dress. She was tall, in great shape with nice tits an... short, brown hair. I knew right then I was in for a good time. She invited me in and we sat down on the couch and stated talking. It didn’t take long for the talking to turn into making out. We were kissing passionately and I was sliding my hands up and down her gorgeous body. I began kissing down her neck, as far as I could over her dress.. She will do anything I ask of her.”“Anything?”“Anything. Would you like to test her training further?”“Sure, what can you make her do.”“Al, I don’t make her, she wants to do anything I want. Karen, would you come here a minute?”“Yes Master.”Al is shaking his head again. I don’t think he believes it, and I understand. I still find it hard to believe myself sometimes. Karen presents herself on her knees, with her legs spread wide and her hands behind her head. I can see Al looking her up and. Lies and vilifications. Vicious slurs against me, and unfairly involving Ms Tiann, who has done nothing wrong.’ Mrs Whitmire watched him carefully, trying to make him sweat, trying to bully the truth out of him because she had no other way to confirm the allegations — but Shaun could lie very well when he absolutely had to, especially when the consequences were so dire. ‘Very well then,’ she allowed. ‘But you do realise where this sort of talk is coming from, don’t you? Talk of your many and. The panties fell across her thighs and down over knees and calves until they reached the floor where she lifted one foot at a time to step out of them. He tossed them to the side and leaned against her from behind. "My sluts do not wear panties. Their pussy must always be available to me. Do you understand?" Slowly she nodded in agreement with him. "Now it is time for you to be punished. Are you ready for your punishment?" She nodded "No, my slut, I need to hear you say it. Tell me you are.