Never be late for Master. Ever. We don’t always know what he needs us for, and keeping us on our toes helps us serve him better, and allows him to b...tter rely on us. Once, Heather was a mere two minutes late, and it almost cost us more than you know. Master was in a teleconference, negotiating a business deal. Half of his fortune rested on her being there at the right time, with the right information. Had she been another few seconds later than she was, Master would be financially ruined by. I responded by thrusting my groin right up against where his penis would be. He soon got the message and I felt his hand go down to the hem of my miniskirt. He put his hand on my leg and moved it up until it was on my bottom. He squeezed it and I thrust myself even harder against his penis, which I could now feel was growing and pushing back at me. I didn’t want his penis in his pants, I wanted it inside my vagina. I broke away from him, stood back and said to one of the others. ‘Go and lock. P: What’s the plan for evening?Me: No such plans I will stay back at home, weekend!P: then why don’t you come to my house for tea?Me: Ok alright. Who all stay in your home?P: We have 3 in my house. Me, my husband and my daughter. My husband is out of station on his office work he will return back tomorrow.P: Can I have your number so that I can call you and remind you for tea?Me: Of course.. 99………..I went back home slept for a while I up around 5.30 took bath and got ready to go. My mobile. She knew itwas wrong but she got some kind of perverse pleasurefrom knowing what she was thinking was wrong. “Make me give it up, faggot.” Alan finally grew tiredof this little game, he grabbed her wrist and attemptedto pry the CD from Erika’s hands. “Let go asshole!” shekicked Alan in the shin and he fell to the floor inpain, when she tried to step over him he grabbed her bythe legs and pulled her down on top of him. “Let me go you bastard!” she.