" She smiles and says; " ok daddy." I go to the bathroom get a wash towle and bring it back to clean her face and hands off of the gobs of cum that ha... landed on them. I get back up take the washcloth and towle back to the bathroom and come back torwards the bottom of the bed. Cindy is laying on her back with her hard erect nipples sticking straight up on a just forming set of breast, with her legs spread slightly apart showing me a little hint of a pink spot hidden behind a set of almost bald. For more than a year afterward, we'd meet much like that. I'd pretend to chase her down the hall in that office area; catching up to her when she got over-excited, then rubbing her hot ass and telling her how much the sight and feel of her body made me want to jerk off. Then I'd show her, unzipping and stroking my rod after letting it out through the fly, until I came (one someone's glass desk, no less) w/o her touching me. Once or twice, she'd come to my place where we could enjoy certain. The gate was locked and on either side and an ivy- covered brick wall surrounded the premises for as far as the eye could see. By the side of the gate hung an old weather beaten "Keep Off" sign and beneath that was a call box that led to the main house where a control of some kind buzzed it open after Thea had gotten out of the car and spoken softly into the receiver.Seconds later the gate swung slowly open, creaking on its rusty hinges. Thea returned and moved the car forward onto the premises. ++++++++++From across the room I viewed Slut’s discomfort with amusement and delighted in her lack of response as the sound of the two smacks echoed round the room. I knew from the past that those were not light and playful taps. When she was made to name us I smiled. Her hesitancy and awkwardness were a delight. So, for today I was to be Mistress and she was to be Miss. Usually it was she that bore the brunt of any rough treatment but every so often one or other of us would bring home a.