She then managed to slide off her lap and, balancing on the chair with her hands on either side of Miss Rachael’s bare sexy smooth thighs, she pushe... herself up, passing within inches of Miss Rachael’s cleavage but kept on going because, as much as she would have loved to have kissed those breasts, she knew she mustn’t because of the consequences. It was one of the real downsides of being disciplined but that was part of having handed control over to someone superior to herself, and she knew. Everything. No holding back. No hesitation. No shame. Safe words will always be a must. I insist. But one-hundred percent honesty and deference to me when I ask for it will go unquestioned. Do you understand?” With obvious effort he pulls his cock from my wet and sloppy lips, using his hand to wipe my mouth and chin dry so I can speak. “I…I think I do. I want it; I do…just…not 24/7.” I know we’ve talked about this before, but it must be said before we go forward. He takes in, and lets out a. As she pondered over the story she decided to check on the SEARCH icon to see what photo’s he had. To find them all she typed in *.jpg and watched in amazement as a lot of photo’s appeared on the screen. She wasn’t only taken aback because every single one seemed to be of her but the fact that she was unaware that most of the photo’s had even been taken at all. When she started to scroll down her heart skipped a beat. There were pictures of her both in her bed, asleep and also of her in the. There wasn't anything there but the run of the mill collection ofcorrespondences from Mistresses and Cougars. She was about to close thedrawer when a seeming scrap of paper caught her attention, 'Circle ofFire'. It was hand written in her mother's own hand.It was the name of a book about the rise of Jada to the Throne of Demonia.She'd not read it in years, but here it was referenced on a scrap ofpaper. She was about to call her Kitten Sharleen to fetch her copy whenshe spotted a copy on her.