As he watches, I gently pull on black stockings, and then a pencil skirt with a button up blouse that you can clearly see my nipples through. I can te...l by the time I slip into my lace stilettos that he is very hard, and very impatient with me. I am soooo gonna get it later, I think happily. He fucks best when frustrated because he isn't afraid to be rough with me. I step out of the room with a handful of papers and walk right past David and Nathan to Henry sitting at the desk. He watches me. "My darling what have I told you about that?" "I apologize Mistress but this new chocolate world is driving my senses into complete overload and I have no control over that," I pleadingly stammer. "That's ok pet I understand but my rules are my rules." Shit now I think I am going to get whacked even harder or have my balls crunched.Leaving the bed you go to the dresser. Returning I see no crop or flogger or anything else for that matter and feel a sense of relief. Assuming the 69 position I am. She had been busy and had not noticed the scene outside her door. Her eyes came up at the unexpected silence that pervaded the class when we entered. When she turned to look she saw a beautiful young boy enter. Long blond hair and sparkling blue eyes, muscles pushed out his expensive overcoat, showing more definition than she had ever seen before. His thin waist and tight pants showed equally powerful legs. He carried a briefcase, much like a businessman would carry. She knew of nobody in. We danced in every way we knew how. I lead, then she lead. I liked to pick her up and move her around the dance floor as I saw fit and she really liked the feel of my hands taking control of the situation. We danced song after song and let the music take us wherever it wanted us to go. We kissed and laughed and touched and pulled and pushed. We would breath each other in and then breath each other back out. Finally we came to our favorite song and we let everything go, looked in each other’s.