But as she was doing that, it allowed her to lightly play with her left nipple with her thumb. All very covert. No one shooting a quick glance towards...her would notice anything worth noticing. She was now more into the book than the author had probably intended.I got up to stretch my legs and doing so took in all the details. She was slim with a beautiful face and her hair curled over her ears and ended at her shoulder. The top she was wearing was not too tight nor too loose. It moved ever so. When she returned, she had the paddle and she gave it to Maureen saying, "Mistress Maureen, please give me ten strokes for rudeness and familiarity toward Mistress Janice's guests."She bent over with her hands on her knees and waited. Her teeth were clenched because she didn't want to get additional strokes for screaming. She knew it was a real danger because her ass still hurt so much from the evening's discipline. She smiled to herself thinking that it was getting even worse now that she had. Yeah, I was getting turned on by thesethoughts of dominating him and penetrating him."Now we'll try some walking. Walk a few paces. No, no, no. Stopswinging your hips you idiot, you're not a prostitute. You're a warrior,you want to emphasise power and strength. Stop mincing! Stride withconfidence, follow your prick, let it point the way, it give you power.Make men envy you, make them adore you, make them jealous because you'reso superior and confident. You must have supreme confidence in. Even though we were training people, most of the time we were the only ones in camp. We were both lonely for much of the time.”“You had him to yourself,” Debbie said pointing to Oscar. She noticed that he had fallen asleep.“Now we not only have each other, but we also have you. I think that is an improvement,” Georgia answered. She turned to get confirmation from Oscar and saw that he was sound asleep. Chuckling, she said, “It’s at times like now that having you around is a real advantage.”They.