If anyone thinks I should be punished or humiliated like she is, please send a mail to my Master suggesting which form of punishment or humiliation I ...hould endure. You can mail him at [email protected]. Reports of the punishment or humiliation will be sent to the person suggesting it.As a reward for particularly interesting suggestions my Master may give me to the person suggesting for a certain amount of time.Graduation party1. The giftAnne nearly missed the exit. She backed up a few. You know you want this…just relax and enjoy it.”I then felt him pressing the front of his flimsy shorts against my rear. I could feel his hardness through the thin satin material of my shorts and the thin almost sheer material of his.I felt my legs spread a little….I was doing it….I could not stop myself! I then felt his hand between my shoulder blades pressing me gently, making me bend over just a little more.I could only imagine the view he had of the opening in the back of my tight little. I guess Anita doesn't even care, fat bitch" she said, I couldn't help but laugh."Mrs Johnson?" I said innocently "Call me kate, im no longer mrs Johnson" She said perkily, she was about to explode any minute, she hadn't been given a proper fuck in years her husband had confessed, she was an emotional wreck and had two fit men sandwiching her, a tall handsome black man and myself, a handsome white male."Kate it is then" I said with a big smile, our eyes locked on to each other, Doms around was. I looked at Sandy in askance. She just shrugged. “We’re close. You never gave me a sister.”“Well, it wasn’t for lack of trying!!”“I know. Mom told me it was her. She explained that, and lots of other things and gave me enough advice to last right through menopause.”“EWWWW. WTMI. Way too much information.”“Oh hush. You’re my mother now, too. Get used to it.”“Oh crap.”The weekend was spent with Sandy doing makeup homework and studying and me looking on the web for property in Missouri both.