Me: Don’t be naughty dear.R: OK I will be a good boy. But I need to take your measurement for a blouse, you agree to it or not?Me: Let me think tomo...row. I can give you a measurement blouse it may be fine.R: Oh! Let me see my luck.Next three days R was not online and he didn’t even text me. What happened? Is he sick? I didn’t know. Why should I worry about a stranger? I had no answer. But all time I was thinking of R. Sent many messages with no reply. A week and no further contact. Fifteen days. Karen knew that although Jane had an out ofhome computer job, she had spent most of her adult life as a Mistress at ahouse of Female Domination. Even though those days were behind her, Janestill dressed in very severe clothing and always wore a high collar and tightcorset and high heels. In fact Karen couldn't remember Jane ever taking themoff...I wonder how she stands it, Karen thought. Then her thoughts turned toFrances. She was as tall as Jane, but Frances was slender and elegant. She wasn’t overreacting. And he lied to her again. She stormed down the hall to his bedroom and grabbed her suitcases. Frantically, she threw clothes, beauty products, and shoes in, zipping them up as fast as she could. Ryan chased her down the hall, ‘Jessica, I-I’m sorry. I…’ He was at a loss for words. She ignored him like he wasn’t even standing there, except to walk around him when she needed to grab something for the suitcase. Jessica probably forgot a few things — she had three full-sized. "Keith was hammering her ass now and sweat was drippingdown her face and she was drooling onto Mark's cock andshe said in a tiny voice, "Please Sir, PLEASE, allow me to take your cock into my mouth so I can worship it and giveyou pleasure Sir. I really really want to please youMaster. I promise, I will suck it so good for you Sir."Mark looked down at her and said, "You had better be asgood as your promise Slut. Open your mouth wide."Kathy quickly opened her mouth and about that timeKeith shoved.