If he can’t make me orgasm in a certain time period, or its less pleasurable than what I expected, I may attach the spreader bar to his ankles and w...ists, gag him, slather his cock and balls with ben-gay, and then go have a glass of wine while he contemplates how he can improve his performance next time.This doesn’t mean I need a reason to hurt my toy. When we’re playing, I may slap him for fun or for no reason at all. If he’s getting pegged, he should expect to get popped in the face a few. I was mesmerized. Nothing had ever affected me like this. Not even thecool, slick underwear of the last two months. Not the lipstick. Not thenail polish.I picked up the dress. It was light and smooth, as erotic as anightgown, as cool as an ice cream. I held it up against me. I feltflush. I closed my eyes.What was it about this article of clothing that affected me like this?Even the thought of it hypnotized me. I didn't know why. I had never hada maid as a kid. I never had a girlfriend dress as. She finally started to breathing more normal and her body went limp. She forgot the no speak without permission and said. Fucking incredible and let out a long sigh. She opened her mouth to scream with the pain in her scalp from him yanking her head up by her hair. Her scream is muffled with a large ball gag forced in behind her teeth and buckled behind her head. He leaned down, kissed her on the neck as he said. You had an orgasm without permission. That means punishment, slut. You spoke. Thankfully he was interviewing me. I was pleased with my choice of outfit as i could see him looking me up and down. I entered his office where he pulled ot the chair for me "thanks" i smiled. He sat at his desk and i crossed my legs knowing full well he would be able to see my thongs which matched my bra, and also a tiny amount of smooth bare pussy. He introduced himself as peter and said that if i got the job i would be working for him, which i was very pleased about. He seemed to run.