She escorted me to a small dark alcove and motioned for me to take a seat, as she repositioned high backed chairs in front of us, to block the view of...anyone who might happen upstairs.“Are you a party gal?” I asked, “Party” being the optimum code word to indicate the level of service I might want.She placed a lone finger over my lips.“Don’t talk,” she said, as she looked over the high back chairs and across the club.I did as she instructed, waiting to find out just how much fun she was going to. . any time you want. You can grab my ass..."Monica's fingers left his view, and he felt them slide his hand off her hip and back to her ass. He caressed her tight butt."...you can feel my tits...."Her small hand guided his around front and up, to cover her breast. He gently squeezed and she giggled."You can reach between my legs... and touch my clit and pussy... I don't let just anyone touch me here..."She settled his palm on her abdomen, and pressed his thumb against her clit. He looked up. The head was a big rosy knob.The shaft was ribbed with veins."Don't stop now, little queen. You got it leaking already. See thatdrop of clear stuff on the end? You're supposed to lick that off. Canyou do that, or do I have to give you some special motivation? Do youneed another face-slapping lesson, sissy?" No, Sir," Chrissy responded in a strained whisper. He extended histongue and used the tip of retrieve that drop of thick sticky fluid.Ace took hold of the short ponytails at either. That was gross to me!Kiwi mumbled a little about hoping he was as well.She asked if my mom was still willing to serve us for a week.“Hah, I would rather OWN You for a week,” My mom teased her before agreeing. “Yes, I’ll demonstrate for them how to properly serve. If they graduate they’ll be ready to understand the obligations and responsibilities of a dominant that come along with authority,” she explained. “If they pass every test with flying colors and embrace the training then I’ll choose.