Master K signaled the waitress and ordered two more drinks; we talked of all types of things as he watched me, gauging my reactions and responses to t...e conversation, the food, the drinks, and most importantly, him. We finished our meal; Master K told the waitress we would move to the bar, where we found a small table partially shielded by some type of tall bushy plant. Master K slid the table forward slightly so that I could slide around behind it onto the curved bench style seat, then slid in. He starts fingering me faster and sucking me harder. I’m so close to climaxing. I push his head down and can’t control my moans any longer. I reach my orgasm and can’t help but scream out in pleasure. I’m lying on the table, still trying to catch my breath, as he leans in and whispers, "Your moan is so sexy...” I giggle a little shy. “I just hope no one else heard,” I say, slightly blushing. He laughs playfully, as he puts his hand on my cheek and kisses me seductively. He then gets back up,. Yet, Master Thorne treated me more like an inexperienced young adult who needed guidance. It may have been humiliating for someone with more ego but for me it was a huge step up.“Go ahead and inform her of her punishment and tell her to collect her unsightly plug. We mustn’t leave that lying around for someone to step on,” Master Thorne told me.I couldn’t believe he was asking me to tell her to crawl over and pick up her butt plug.“Son, Are you hard of hearing? If so, Ruthie is an expert in. Kay needed very littleencouragement and was standing there naked almost before Betty could getthe words out of her mouth. She adjusted the shoulder straps and back ofthe bra to make a perfect fit for Kay. Then she reached into the holesand eased Kay's breasts through them before helping her on with thepanties. Of course, helping the beautiful breasts through the holes"required" quite a bit of handling and fondling. Kay's breasts lookedsnow white next to the black bra. The panties had elastic in.