I need it, Mistress." Here goes, Ithought to myself!"I want to be your chastised sissy maid... so I can better serve you." Oh Tami. You don't know how...long I've wanted you to say this, to tellme you want me to chastise you. God, it makes me so hot, thinking aboutcontrolling your orgasms." She was visibly aroused - her nipples erectagainst the light material of her blouse, her hips circling almostimperceptibly on the couch, her breath coming in quick little gasps."But I'm going to give you one. Her eyes flicked down to my wife's crotch knowingly seeing the bulge of my arm under the material. She smiled. "I'd love another merlot," my wife asked, and suddenly gave me a slow wank, under my shirt. I gave a small gasp at the sensation. The brunette's eyes flicked to my crotch, a sudden realisation that it wasn't just my wife being pleasured. She realised she was staring. "I'm sorry, I'll get your drink," she slightly stammered. "And one for you if you'd like to join us for a quick drink. I’d put my boxers back on and Brandy was relaxing in her pink bathrobe. Hannah decided to prove that she wasn’t going to let her legs stop her, and entertained us with some dancing. First she dropped her skirt, revealing a big pair of white panties and then she was clumsily twerking and making what she thought were stripper moves. We applauded anyway. There was a real feeling of affection in the room between us relative strangers. Hannah had an expectant look on her face and I was relieved to. She flipped me a smile then turned her gaze to the bulge in my shorts. She started teasing my cock thru the cloth with her fingernails, slowly tracing the length from the tip to the base and then under my balls then back again. She then quickened the pace and employed more and more of her hand until she was using her fingers and palm in long controlled strokes. All awhile, I was raking the fingers of both my hands through her scalp.She started to trace the elastic band in the front of my.