It didn’t make a difference. I got dressed and rushed into the kitchen.Riley was still there. She smiled at me tentatively and I did my best to smil... back. She placed a steaming bowl of oatmeal on the table and I sat down.“Thank you,” I muttered.“You’re welcome,” she said. She turned back to the kitchen door.“Riley, please don’t leave me. I’m sorry,” I said in a rush, half rising from the table.“I won’t leave you, Dag,” she said, turning back to me. She came around the table and laid a hand on. Ihad black stockings going just above my knees, my corset and a largefrilly apron. It was one of those Japanese looking aprons that had alarge white heart in the middle and black edges. Attached to this heartwere 2 straps that went over my shoulders and crossed on the back. Thesestraps had a number of large ruffles as well and then everything was heldtogether with an enormous bow at the back. I had shoulder length gloveson each hand and a black and white frilly collar around my neck. Myheadwear. "Not yet" I say with a grin, removing my clothes in front of you. You do the same, stripping every garment of clothing from your body, until at last we entwine our naked bodies. I slide inside you, your sopping wet pussy putting up no resistance as you envelop my shaft. I start to rock my hips, slow but deep, each weak thrust sending shivers up your body. We roll around on the bed, locked in lust for what seems like ages, until eventually you roll me onto my back and raise yourself off. You. It came crashing down, hard. Precious moaned softly when leather hit flesh. I quickly raised it again, repeated the action on the other cheek with a similar reaction. ‘Does Precious love the feel?’ I asked. She nodded silently. I noticed that she was grabbing the comforter, digging her hands deep within the fabric. I smiled evilly as I raised the toy up. I came down harder on her ass. She jumped slightly, not enough to illicit my ire. I continued flogging Precious, countingout 10 hits per.