In the bedroom, I’m the mistress, you the slave. I decide when you get your sex and how you get it. You have to work hard, beg hard to get it. Is th...t understood?” She swung her whip on his back again. Arjun had little choice but to say yes. “Good, kiss my feet”, she said lifting his chin up with the tip of her boot.With that Monica began training her husband. She paced up and down the room with Arjun trailing close behind her on all fours, the skin on his knees chafing from the abrasion. At one time, Sally had told me that she would be reluctant to be with and kiss a black man. But there was no reluctance now. Rather, she appeared to be devouring Eddie, her kisses all over his face, her hand firmly grasping and stoking his cock. Before Sally had met Eddie, I mentioned to her the old adage: Once you go black, you’ll never go back. After she met Eddie and had sex with him, she reminded me of what I had said and told me that it was indeed true. While she had enjoyed sex with. “Come on love. Let’s get stated” Janice said and led up both into what would normally be a bedroom. There was one large bed which had a plastic sheet with a cotton sheet over that. Obviously the plastic sheet was to protect the mattress. There was a small bench with a towel over it. Which was more like a traditional massage table. Janice told Cathy to sit on the bed and get comfortable. I sat in a chair facing the bed so I had a good view of proceedings. “Turn a little and face Neil” Janice. Mandy was a thicker girl, large 36DD breasts, perfect apple shaped ass, thick creamy white legs, and just right the right amount of thickness for her frame. She was wearing her favorite outfit today, a nice flowing skirt with nothing on underneath, and a nice tight T-shirt, showing off her ample breasts.Mandy was on her way home from class when she got a text from Moe, her boyfriend, saying he had something special for her when she got home. Mandy got very excited by this news and sped her.