I was not able to make out anything. When they were done, he came up to me and apologised. I was so enchanted by his voice and perfect face that I cou...dn’t respond. He took his bag and gently left the room. I came back to my senses as the doors behind me shut.Kritika told me that he had to leave because of some urgent work and that he was very sorry for leaving abruptly. I was still unable to make any sense of it. She later explained to me that he was waiting for us to be back. He wanted to. “I asked you a question. Do you want more slut?”"Yes sir.” “Good girl,” he continued to rub her clit, before grabbing her hair and pushing her to the floor. He put his foot out in front of her. “Polish my boot with your pussy. Get yourself off. Go on hump my boot.”Surely this was too much. He couldn’t actually expect her to do something so depraved. “Sir, please. I can’t.”He grabbed her hair yanking her off the floor. He grabbed a ruler from the desk drawer. “Push your tits out so I can. She was staring down at Ashleigh’s abused bottom, and she felt something stirring between her legs. She wanted to touch it. Tentatively she reached down, placing her palms flush against the girl’s ass. She squeezed her flesh, rubbing her hands over the reddened mounds, as if to soothe the pain away. Suddenly she noticed the wetness in her panties, and she felt a heat rise to her face. She hadn’t been aroused by the act of spanking her stepdaughter… had she?Without a word she climbed off of the. She gave a whine and then pouted, “Please Master, just one more.”The pout was his undoing; he loved it when his slaves pouted. He usually never gave in but he liked to see them pout nonetheless. He slid his right hand to her face and lifted it to capture her mouth. The other hand found its way under her shirt and was stroking her side and breast.This kiss was even hotter than the last. This time she tangled her hands in his hair and pulled his mouth to hers. She couldn’t get close enough. They.