" I heard Master ask Roger while smacking him on his body as he unlocked the door opening it to see how I was sitting. "For one that, because I didn't...ask him to do that. I only said to stay put and keep everything on." "Is that true bitch?" Master asked me. I nodded. Master grabbed the leash and pulled tight. "As you get up, get the rope in front of you then follow me." Master pulled hard and quick almost dragging me, but I got up quickly with the rope as asked.I got bent over a soft but firm. ” “Really,” he said with a polite smile, “I find that hard to believe.” He suspected Vixen could have any student she wanted and probably some instructors as well. “Well,” she smiled back, and crossed her legs the other way and took a deep breath, hands in her lap after she pushed her blouse back up so it gaped more in the middle, “I have plenty of boys, boy friends, you know, males. But they don’t want to talk. That’s part of the problem, boys I mean. And talking. Oh, I’m all confused.” She. Her skirt is there, almost short enough for him to see beneath, but not quite. Her hands don't stop but continue down to where red cotton stops. There is no stopping, no hesitation and in one smooth motion, as if stripping were a form of yoga, she has pulled the pencil skirt up to her waist. She has to stand briefly for this, but that, too, is smooth and well-practiced, and then she is exposed to him.He is looking for black lace to match that above, but to his surprise there is nothing, only. I want to give you a cuddle and kiss so I start to sit up and find I can’t, I panic a little and you comfort me and whisper in my ear, “now baby this is for being such a cock tease my little cock tease”. I pull at my hands and find that they are tied to the bed, I can’t move, you then grab a tie or something I can’t quite make out what it is and you cover my eyes and tie it up so I can’t see. You start off by kissing me deep and sweetly, and I think to myself this normal, but as soon as I.