She let me wear a long white cotton blouse which covered up the rather unfeminine bulge in the front of the skirt. Don't think that the blouse was any...less embarrassing than the skirt though, it was thin white cotton with lace sleeves and a plunge neckline. Mistress Lisa had me wear a black bra underneath it which could be seen clearly through the thin material. I had sheer pantyhose (7 denier) under my tight maroon skirt and three inch heeled black court shoes.I spent all day perched on her. By now my cock was hard as it could get and it was burning for her attention. I felt her breath and without hesitation she licked the entire length of my cock from my balls to the very tip of my head, I raised my hips from one of the most pleasurable feelings I have ever had. She let out a low moan and I came back down. This time she pushed my cock downward and licked from the tip to the base. The feeling was just as great and I once again pushed my hips up toward her. Then she took the side. Next she tilted her head to one side in order to place her lips on the base before she moved them upward to the helmet and then around the tip one more time finally engulfing my stiff cock deep into her wanting mouth. With the first thrust into her mouth she let out an Mmm sound of total approval. For a short time Sidney began to suck harder, with faster strokes, letting the head of my cock leave her mouth and then slide back in through her hungry lips. My wife looked over to Sara and said. I was thrilled for being rewarded so well.We took the slaves in the dungeon and locked them up before heading for the restaurant.The next day, I officially became Mom's "Overseer". She wanted me, like her, to get the best from the slaves and to enjoy myself at doing so. I pleasantly turned out to be haughtily arrogant as well. I quickly learned to love assigning them rigorous tasks and chores, especially the burdensome ones, like cleaning the floors on all-four, and forcing them to do it in a.