No, it was only the beginning. After all, she wasn’t going to let her slave do his task unsupervised. No, that wouldn’t be responsible, nor any fu.... So as he did the dishes, she stood over his shoulder, whispering in his ear, giving him little praises and criticisms. All directed toward his dishwashing skills. She made sure to reinforce the praises with soft caresses on his deriour, which the apron had so strategically left bare, while discouraging any sloppy work by some timely slaps and. And that those sessions only ever ended with her sucking him off, leaving her try her best to satisfy her own needs later in bed, wondering why he no longer appeared interested in fucking her.But such thoughts quickly departed as Tony’s tongue pushed resolutely between her lips and Catherine, without hesitation parted her lips, welcoming into her mouth the hot tongue of this powerful man who was so effortlessly controlling her... Catherine Dixon... After Sean and Tom had left her house that. Make sure that you speak clearly and with sincerity."The white sheets of paper contained the following words:CONTRACT OF SLAVERY'I, Becca Wilson, who will henceforth in this document be referred to as slave, being of sound body and mind, do hereby submit my complete self to become a slave in the full care and control of James Quentin who henceforth in this document will be referred to as Master. It is accepted that I will abide by the following conditions, that may be amended or altered at will. “A lot of the time I didn’t have it on for long, but there were some kinky guys who liked to fuck me while I wore it!” I smiled as much at the memory as the response.“I will wear it like this one day!” She smiled “But tonight I must do as you say, and wear the PVC Mini skirt!”She picked up the PVC mini skirt and undid the zip. Stepping in to the skirt, she pulled the shiny tight garment over his stockinged thighs and rested the skirt just above her pussy. She zipped the skirt up which was.