.. knock her on her skinny butt... then take a thin switch to her.... Dangerous thoughts for a submissive to have against her mistress.“Do not look ...t me like that, little girl. You know better.” she yelled."Yes Mistress. I'm so sorry,” I meekly replied, hanging my head low. It was wrong for this girl to look at her mistress like that. Pulling a chair up in front of me, she sat down.“Now, I want to tell you I am sorry for not helping you out.”“Not helping me out?” I spoke quickly, out of. I knew a certain area where the women lay on the beach topless. As we get closer to our destination, her eyes focus on the beach bodies and I hear her gasp. "Jeff! They have no tops on! We can't stay here!" she whisper's loudly with her eyes exploding. "Relax. This is what they do here but not everybody does it. See for yourself." I say in a calm tone. She scans the area timidly with her head down and notices that some of the women had their tops off and some didn't. There were maybe 20 people. They did serve wine, but I found it not something to my liking, but no one took any offense. With all the food, wine, and staff that served us, the entire bill was under fifteen hundred Euros. All the others left, per my request, as I waited for the check. The owner said he couldn’t allow me to pay, given me being the top dog in the elite food chain, but I put two thousand Euros on the table anyway.“If you wish not to allow me to pay for the meal where I invited all the guests, then please see. He was getting a damp spot on his shirt where is cock was leaking fluid. His clothes, if anything, felt a little small. His muscles were tight against the fabric and he felt like he could pop a button if he flexed the right way. He reached over and grabbed Sara by the armpits, hoisting her up and onto the table.A bus boy came by and quietly cleaned up the spilled food.“Oooh!” she squealed. “What’s going on here?” she said in mock protest, looking up at him dreamily from the table. She pushed.