He tells her that she was not here but most certainly would be pleased if she would have been here. He says Merry Christmas, Little one and a smile co...es across Little ones face as she falls into a deep trance full state.She wakes up and immediately knows she is not in her room or in her kennel cage. She is in master’s bed and masters arms are around her. She can not control herself with the delight that is in her. She has never been afforded the opportunity to wake up in the morning in his. She moaned, "Yesss, I do."As I kissed and nibbled on her neck, she leaned over more so that her ass was off of the couch. I gave her ass a spank, which elicited another moan from her lips. I smacked her ass several more times, and each time she moaned with pleasure.I suggested that we should go upstairs to her bedroom and she looked into my eyes and said, "Yes, Sir!"I followed her up the stairs, admiring her shapely ass in her silk pajama bottoms. It was exciting that we had quickly settled. Do you want my help or not?’ Jemma examined her painted black lacquered nails. ‘I know I know… I’m sorry. I’m just tired. This doing yourself up shit takes ages, and I didn’t know it would be this hard.’ Bess and Jemma had been the unlikeliest of best friends since they were neighbours, before they both went to school. Even in the early year’s Bess was the cool one, preferring to go to school than stay home, all the kids crowding around her in the playground, Always the first with the coolest. " But women's liberation was decades ago. We're on feminism 3.0 now! Irealize certain things will be new to your sisters, but is this movementgoing to have an impact beyond the borders of your convent?"Jessica locked eyes with the young reporter, a fiery intensity enteringher gaze. "Oh, it's going to have vast implications far beyond thesewalls. Just you wait and see."The door opened suddenly and in walked a man dressed neck to toe in shinyblack rubber and a leather body harness. As Allison.