The flock of butterflies suddenly fluttering round her belly. The cooks appeared, having retaken their domain now the hairdresser had gone, taking ord...rs for her and Alex`s lunches, she chose an omelette, light but filling as she knew it would be a hard evening and an empty stomach would not have helped. They were just finishing the meal when Marc`s range rover swept into the yard, Nina unloading a case of her own, the dress and a small case of underclothing, make up and the like. Alex greeted. One of his hands slid down to rest at her hip for a moment, before he moved it gradually down her thigh. Aria supposed the reason for exaggerated slowness was so that if she wanted to protest she could. Frankly, protesting was the furthest thing from her mind possible. And then suddenly, Oliver held his hips away completely. They were both panting for breath as she felt his hand inch across her clit. Oliver rested his hand there lightly, so lightly she barely even felt it. She paused a moment. "Umm, what's going on with that thing?" I asked cheekily.He looked embarrassed. "I'm really sorry," he said. "It is difficult not to get like this with your body." Thank you," I replied smiling.We continued, though the director was getting ever more daring. "How about you just hold it?" he asked. "Make it look like you are going to kiss it."There didn't seem too much harm in that and I gripped his shaft, puckering my lips close to it. He twitched in my hand."Careful!" I warned him. "I. “I want you on the couch on your knees, your elbows resting on the back.” You’ve finally decided what I deserve and I get into position. Tell me you’re sorry that you’ve such a little slut.”“I’m sorry! I’m sorry, Sir! I’ll never do it again!” I whimper as I hear you undoing your belt. I gulp. I NEVER take the strap well… “No…. No, baby girl. You WON’T ever do this again. But I need to be sure that you’ve learned your lesson,” you tell me as you stand near me, sitting on the arm of the couch.I.