Her crinkly brown hair runs down to her shoulder. Her soft aged skin was slightly tanned with freckles on them. She was a tall and slim lady, with a r...ther athletic shape similar to a long distance runner. "Hello, I'm Marise", she greeted me. "I hope you've enjoyed your new work so far, I'm sure it'll get better". I gave her a smile as she greeted me followed by a small conversation about her experience at the work place.3 months has gone by since our first little meeting. She has been helping. ” Sarah looked into his young face, thought about his huge cock, then said, “Okay, we have a deal.”~~~~~On the evening of her birthday, Deb’s phone rang and she checked the caller ID. It was Sarah and she debated not answering. But she thought that Sarah would probably come over if she didn’t answer the call.She picked up the receiver. ”Hello, Sarah.” "Hello, birthday girl.” "Oh, don't remind me," Deb said. “So, what are your plans for tonight?" "Plans?" “Yeah, plans,” Sarah said, “it is your. .." The girl again tried to rise while tears of sorrow poured from her eyes."You're staying in bed, Slave Andy!" Kathy commanded firmly. "Now tell me what happened. Who beat you?"Slumping back the girl whispered hoarsely, "I beat me! It was no one else — just me! Mistress, I broke every rule and needed to be punished. I just made the arrangements, is all." Again she struggled to rise and again Kathy held her down. "But Mistress," she protested, "I must make your dinner! I'm not sure how much. “Did you bring that art brush from your painting classes like I asked? The slim long-handled one about eleven inches long?”She shook her head hard, knocking some lust-filled image out of her brain. She stuffed a hand under Max’s pillow, flourished the slim wand and said spritely, “This?! You want to paint his nails or something?”“You’ll see,” and grabbed the thin handle.I drooled some spit on the head of his cock and gently swabbed his pee-hole with the sable-hair tip of the brush, pushing in.