This bitch is going to get what she deserves tonight!" Jamal sneered.Jamal pulled the leash and started to walk down the corridor, with me keeping up ...s best I could on my 5 inch heels. It was embarrassing walking down the corridor like Jamal's pet on a leash, dressed as a Frenchmaid and everyone looking at me. I just wanted to get out of the office. As he reached the front door and he opened it and stepped outside into the parking lot, I froze. It was a momentary freeze, as Jamal yanked the. She learned how different restraints worked, how to prepare the equipment and clean it after.She explained certain needs of women to me, which I found to be very helpful in caring for the women I had. I would wake her up in the morning allow her to pick out which instrument of punishment I would use on her that day. Yes, she was whipped every day with a different type of whip or paddle until we had used everyone I own.Once Eve had picked the instrument of punishment I would have her place it on. After making a lingual circuit under his swollen glans, she drew her mouth away briefly to lewdly smile up at him. The delay was no more than a few seconds before she started to lower her face, licking the head in concentric circles until the entire tip was nestled between her lips. For over a minute, she remained in that position, letting her tongue fondle the cock head of her man. Sylvia heard Bill murmuring happily and took delight in the knowledge that she was giving him pleasure. When she. My suit jacket was still lying on the chair where it was when I got home. High heels still beside the door. Unbuttoning the white long sleeve shirt and untucking it from the skirt before letting it slide off my shoulders. Leaving it there in the hallway. Stopping in the doorway of the bedroom just long enough to let the black tight fitting knee length skirt to drop to the ground. Having not expected any company that night I hadn't bothered with any fancy undergarments. Just plain cotton panties.