I didn’t know what to do. I sat there stewing, watching from afar as Aubrey rubbed her ass into this guys crotch. His hands started on her hips, but...were travelling up and down her sides. He put one hand on her stomach and the other on her back. He gave her a little push and she instinctively bent over, putting her hands on the ground and wiggling her ass back and forth in front of him.Her skirt was short enough that her black, lacey cheeky panties peaked out the bottom. I saw his hand reach. She rose caressing her fleshy cheeks and as part of the ritual, whispered 'Thank you master', an expression of appreciation for the act itself. Then smiling obediently as if she'd been punished for defying him, she buttoned his vest, fastened the gold chain and slipped the watch into its pocket; opening then the bedroom door she curtsied.The master rarely spanked her harder than a noisy slap; only as a show of his authority over all aspects of her life, her whispered 'thank you', implied her. . men shouldn't need but a few things a day, right, sir?" Operators," he corrected her distractedly. "Okay, we'll work out what we could deliver over time that way." He visibly returned to the problem of moving the heaviest, largest items off the boat.Lenore shrugged. Not only can I pack suitcases and load them in the trunk, I can load dishwashers and do laundry, too. Kostowe caught her eye - he smiled only a little, with the corner of his mouth. I bet he knew exactly what I was. Tamara in a shy low voice started to speak but he interrupted her. “LOUDER! They can’t hear you.”So, Tamara spoke out louder. “My body is here for everyone to use me for their pleasure.” And before she could say another word, he pulled the mic away from her and spoke into it once again. “Let it be said. Now give this slut what she wants.” He got off the floor and within seconds guys and girls gather around her and started to touch her body all over. They played with her tits and nipples some.