The face that had been so playful only moments before was hard as stone and the eyes were just as cold. Before she could say anything and before I lo...t my nerve I blurted out, “My date could not make the show tonight, so there is an empty seat beside me in section C row 8.” I then released her arm and she looked down at her arm and back up at me with an unreadable look before she resumed walking toward the exit. I walked over to a collection of sculpture of body parts and silently cursed. Bunny began to cry. Magenta spoke first. "Er. Mistress Satin, the gurls were hasty. Uh, We are sorry, we were just anxious."And Mistress Satin changed. From sunny sky, loving caretaker. To storm maker and storm breaker. Her lovely face darkened, her eyes squinted. She took two steps to the fenced area of the room and brought forth the whip waiting there. "What" she snapped the whip, "Do" she sliced it at Magenta and struck her thigh, ripping her stockings, "You", she swung it over to babysissy. It wasn’t until the last dance when he waited outside the restrooms that he managed to get her in his arms. While the sons glared at him from the table he carefully took her in his arms and drew her close. “Your certainly safe Maria Theresa those sons of yours would take me apart if I was the least bit fresh.” She moved her arms around his neck and settled in closer, her head tucked nicely under his chin, she felt like they had danced together all their lives. “Were you thinking of being fresh. And I mean swollen this had me so worked up my dick hurt it was so hard. I was still apprehensive about Brownies intent so I grabbed my cock with one hand and patted her flank with the other. She glanced around at me and seemed to steady herself. What the hell I thought. There was a fence between us and I placed the head of my dick at her opening and pushed forward. Damn is horse pussy hot, my dick went halfway in her without any trouble. She was dripping wet and hot as hell, I mean her body.