"Wow, you look fantastic." Thank you kindly. Now are you staying like that?" No I need to catch up. I'll go and change." Give me a call and I'll do ...our hair and make-up."I changed into the yellow 1950's dress with a corset and matchingunderwear. I put on the nude heels to match the stockings. Jessappeared at the door and without looking in shouted, "Knock, knock.Ready for me?"I sat at the vanity unit. Jess found a set of heated hair tongs,produced some hair gel and her combs and set about. " She reached across me, putting a piece of paper on my side table. When she did so, her soft tits dragged across my arm. Her nipple was rock hard."umm, okay, thanks mom..." I'm going out. I'll be back sometime late tonight. Do you think you can handle yourself?" She's going out late?" I thought to myself, looking at the slip of paper with the address on it. "Sweet, I can spend longer at this house." Uh yeah, I can handle it. Have a good time Mom."She stood up and stretched, shoving her heavy. “NO” she said “Only my husband has ever touched me THERE”, “Shush” I answered as I carried on kissing her tits as my hand crept ever so slowly up her thigh. In a matter of seconds my fingers were caressing the front of her knickers, as she moaned and her breathing got increasingly heavier, as my fingers moved up and down her triangle.I moved my lips up to her mouth and snogged her harder as she put her hand around the back of my head, she was kissing me in an exited fashion as my fingers were. My pussy was still throbbing from touching banshee, and someone was going to have to do something about it. Month six of the training regimen, the second to the last month, was when J taught a slave how to switch. See, sometimes a wealthy Master doesn’t know, deep down inside, that what he or she really wants is to be dominated. A really good slave can bring about that desire, and use it make the relationship that much more satisfying. Down in the dungeon, I found what I was looking for. I put.