Next I handed her a white pleated skirt. No panties she asked? Nope I answered. She pulled the skirt up to her waist and tucked the tank top in. The s...irt came to mid thigh. It was short enough to draw attention but not so short as to look like she was showing off. Her dark tanned legs looked great bare so no stockings will be needed. For shoes she wore a pair of light blue tennis shoes with white footie sox. As soon as we where ready I told her lets go for a drive. I carried her to the mall.. I wondered why she had dressed so nicely for such a meeting. She was sitting on the sofa next to Derrick with her legs drawn up kind of sitting sideways. Derrick was unbuckling his belt and asking her, "Well do you? Do you want to see it?" I heard her whisper yes as he lifted up and pulled his pants and boxers down to his knees. I heard her whisper, "Oh my god." I couldn't see anything because she was in the way, but I could hear him tell her to touch it. She slowly reached out with her hand. But no, I am simply telling you that it is for your convenience that I permit your staff to live in the castle. This castle belongs to the monarch. As such, I decide who lives here and who visits here. If this situation does not desist, I will make a decision as to who you may have in this dwelling. You and your staff can hold your meeting in the village tavern for all I care because if this persists, the tavern wenches will be all who would be willing to work for you. Enough of this talk. You. " That's your first problem. He should have handled this from the start in a manner such that you would not even think of him as your boyfriend. By now, in your mind he should be your Daddy, your Mentor, your Master, your Teacher, or even your Cock Lord. "Boyfriend" indeed!And "intercourse". Please. Acts of sexual congress with the sort of man you need to be with should be to you "my punishment", "my attitude adjustment", "my lesson", "my breeding", "my workout", "my treatment", "my training",.