His enthusiasm for attractive underwear, specifically when she was wearing it, had heightened her interest in it. Now, she truly looked forward to dre...sing up for bed. A good old naked romp in the sack was always good, but the way the naughty garments made her look and feel was incredible. Occasionally, when she was alone, she would dress as if he was there, and masturbate while thinking of him looking at her accented curves. Now and then, if she was feeling particularly adventurous, she would. Make me your little slave, and punish me how you please!" Ibabbled, both enjoying the spanking and glad it was almost over."Well, since you want it so bad," she stated and then swung a mightyswing with a smack that had a meaty smack. I hissed and tried to escapethe pain, gritting my teeth and saying, "Twenty, thank you, Mistress.May I have another?" Not now, pet, but since you were such a good boy for your punishment,would you like a treat?" she asked."Yes, Mistress," I gasped, somewhat out of. ”“I don’t think so.”“What makes you say that?”“Pauline called me to make sure that we were no longer together before she did you. I told her that as far as I was concerned you were still my boyfriend.”“Pauline isn’t the only girl around. I’ll find another.”“That might not be all that easy. I asked Pauline to spread the word that you are spoken for.”“Maybe you should have checked with me before you told her that.”“What does that mean?”“Maybe I decided the way you walked away from me and then. It was only after my soft caresses against you that you parted your legs enough for me to slip between. You were shivering and tense, the fear of the unknown filling you, until the first few flicks of my tongue against the soft skin of your inner thigh. I was slow and deliberate, teasing you. I sucked and kneaded the softness of your flesh, threatening at the inevitable. The few threats I made to slide further up your thigh met with resistance, your thighs closing slightly, gasps escaping your.