She could feel the warmth of his breath on her foot as he kissed his way to her toes. She was again surprised as she felt the warmth of his lips aroun... her big toe. What was he doing? No one had ever done that to her before and she was amazed at how erotic it felt. She looked down her leg at his face and saw him smiling back at her. She could feel his tongue tickling the underside of her toe. His mouth widened as he took first two, then three toes inside of his lips. She could feel him sucking. The girl spoke in a soft, whispery voice. So quiet that Kate was not sure she had spoken at all. "Will you discipline me today, master?" There was an undercurrent of eagerness in the voice.SLAPPP! His hand was a blur as he snapped her head to the side. The sound was sharp in the cool, darkened room. Kate jumped to her feet and took a step toward them.He turned quickly to her, his voice low and calm. "You may stay or go, but you will not interfere. You may be sure that she is free to leave at. My one hand is still stroking my cock as she bends down, pets the dog and smiles as she says: “Good morning. You two look like you are comfortable.”“I don’t know about the dog but I’m feeling good right now.” I answer back as I continue to stroke my cock with Joyce only inches away from it. Our eyes meet and she turns her head to follow my eyes down to the tent I’ve made. The tent made by my hard cock is moving up and down as my hand slides up and down my cock. I thought she’d be shocked or. She asked "What kind of cereal do you have? Ya got any frosted flakes?" I acted disappointed when I told her "A princess does not have cold cereal. She has her servant prepare her a royal breakfast fit for a queen." I proceeded to get the eggs, bacon and bread from the fridge, and started making my patented recipe of French toast. Eggs, vanilla, and cinamin and a dash of water completed my masterpiece. I fried up slices of bacon and served orange juice while she set the table. I had to put on.