.. I really can?" he looked at me in amazement."John, darling," I told him, "I am handcuffed, naked, and my legs are tied wide open. What is there to ...top you?" But, how, I mean, what do I do?" he babbled."The same as you did so wonderfully with your fingers," I said, "You will soon know if I am enjoying it."He settled between my outstretched legs, removing the vibe and stroking along my wet slit a few times, before lowering his mouth to me. Oh God, for a total novice, he certainly knew how to. For a moment her eyes closed before opening again and looking up at me. I slid a finger deep inside her pussy. She moaned and tried to speak.“I have seen how good you are at disciplining maria and how skilful you have become with the tools over the past few weeks. This, however, is a girl not used to such treatment. She may, for example, need restraining but I will help with teaching you that. She will also live-in permanently which means that you must do also, at least for the first few. I know what it must have been like. I only moved here last summer, and my home is so far away that I really didn’t have any choice.”“Oh, I know, I mean everybody says...” At this her eyes widened, and a pained look entered her angelic face. “I mean, it’s not like I gossiped, I mean...”I simply laughed and patted her hand warmly. “I dare say that my entry into this household has been the most astonishing thing to occur here in years! If you hadn’t gossiped, that would have been the amazing. There was nothing unusual to be seen in there- just an empty office. As she began to close the door, Stacey noticed what appeared to be a memo crumpled up in the wastebasket. Spurred on by curiosity, she walked in, bent down and plucked the piece of paper from the trash. She unfolded and pressed it flat against the top of the desk as she read from it. To Stacey Bates: 11:45 a.m. I’ve been imagining the two of us in my large leather office chair. You’re sitting in my lap with an orange in your.