If i find the job is not done properly than ill punish you,if your late ill punish you.do u understand and do you agree with the terms".he said.i swal...owed hard"yes i agree"i said."good than we may as well start as we mean to go on"he said.i dont want to see you in any clothes at all,there is a hook as you come in the front door.i want you to leave your clothes there."he said."ok ill do that" i said."when did you want me to start"i said.he looked at me and "NOW".he pointed to the front door."go. After completing my phone call to John, I put away the phone and laughed to myself about the trivial matters that my boss feels the need to call me about at ten at night. I sat for a moment in the darkened room which was lit only by the light entering from the doorway. Moments later I rose from my seat and decided to return to the party next door. It was obvious they were having a good time. The music and occasional shouts and laughter could be heard through the old walls.As I arose from my. She rammed it in again and again, setting up a quick rhythm. I felt ripped in half, and I loved it, utterly exposed to my Daddy’s will. I reached down to rub my clit, but she caught my hand and pinned it above my head. ‘Oh no, you don’t! You’re in trouble, missy, and this is a punishment. You’re not supposed to enjoy it!’I groaned happily as she bit my nipple. She worried at it for a bit, knowing how much I enjoyed nipple play, continuing to thrust her huge cock in and out. She glanced up at. I have a little foot fetish, but I’ve always been too nervous to tell her or anyone about it, so I use this opportunity to break the ice, hopefully.I hold her foot in my hands, then close my lips over her toe. Her leg tenses some, but I continue, then I stop a moment later. I look down her leg to her face, and she’s looking back. Her expression doesn’t carry disgust or judgment, which is a relief to me.“I didn’t know you liked my feet that much,” she says.“I do,” I respond, hoping she can put.