That was the current problem. If I had a boyfriend we would probably already be bouncing around on my bed. I had had a few, but the first two were ter...ible in bed, and pretty damn small too. And I dumped them after about a month of putting up with their excuses. The third one, Rick, was absolutely great in bed, at least seven or eight inches long, and he knew how to use it. He looked great with me too. Until I found out that the bastard was sleeping around at a party we went to.That was three. It felt like an eternity before the door finally swung open behind me.It wasn’t the first time Vince had disciplined me, but it was the first time my punishment was serving a direct purpose other than just humiliation or to turn Kate on with a display of authority. This time it was the housemaid being given a dose of discipline by the master of the house. This was to help me become a better servant.The cane stung like hell. Vince was all business, delivering accurate strike after strike. He. As soon as we entered the room, I locked the door. She was so horny. She pushed me on to the bed and started undressing me. I loved her passion and tried kissing her. But she was in no mood to kiss me now and was in hurry to get undressed quickly.She made me be in my undergarment. She too quickly changed into bra and panty. It was really a wonderful experience watching her in those white bra and panty. I thought black will tempt me more but seeing her in those white ones I was mesmerized.As she. She wasn't a dog, but she wasn't a beauty queen either. Whenever we met, Gail would be wearing clothing that seemed out of place. Everything she wore was baggy. I never saw her in tight jeans or tops like the other girls. If she wore a skirt or dress, they were long. If she wore pants, they always looked like they were a size too big. Her tops were also baggy and gave no indication to the size of her chest.My mom pleaded with me to take Gail to the party and by the end of the weekend, I gave.