As Tamara lay back to enjoy her smoke she indicated to Wing to massage her feet. The oriental did so with much care and attention. She was very gratef...l for this job, it didn’t really pay much but at least it put a roof over her head and she was fed (albeit small portions or leftovers). Also she was fearful of incurring her teenage Mistress’s wrath, as beautiful as the blonde was she could be so frightening if anything angered her. Wing had come from a poverty stricken background and would. Its white, I thought I would play up my innocence in this dress. Not only was it white but it was strapless with a corset with gold ribbons that laced up my back then it came down with white fluff right to my knees. It wasn’t a tutu but it was the perfect amount of tulle at the bottom I wore gold platform stilettos that made my legs look extra good. Underneath I wore glitter and a thong. I mean I wasn’t getting any tonight but it made me feel good.The party was going well and before I knew it,. “Your back, I hurt you, I am so sorry! Oh, your back is scratched and cut!”Tears well up in her eyes as she looks up to me. I lean down and kiss her. I kiss her again and hold the back of her head as our lips are together. I pull her into me and hold her tight. “You need to listen to me and understand what I am saying and that I mean what I say.”“Yes, Sir,” she sniffled. “But,” another sniffle.“Shhhh. You are not listening.” Looking down into her watery eyes that trailed rivulets down. I only wear thongs but I have only 2 pairs of string thongs. I think I brought one with me. What would you do if she didn't do what you wanted?"Her responses were interesting. She was comparing herself to my ex-wife, no one could compare to this muslim beauty but it was interesting to know that she wanted me to know how she compared, "We had an agreement that I would punish her if she failed to obey me. It was consensual and we did love each other. The punishments would range from gentle.