She told the client approval is not required as it is more of a therapy than a service. As usual, coupons and docs will be delivered to me by 1.00 PM...at max.Thinking about the same I laid back on the bed. I don’t know when I had slept but woken up by the calling bell. I stood up, wore my slippers and robe over my one piece night dress. I came out and attended the door. It was my company’s delivery boy who handed over the package through the grill gate slit after I signed for it. I gave a smile. "This is what is called a Wooden Pony. In my next story Jennifer is going to ride one of these, and I want Sally to ride it now so she can tell me how it feels, and I can then accurately describe Jennifer's feelings for the book."Sally groaned as Phil lifted her up and had Keith take one of her legs and put it over the other side of the beam! Then he and Keith carefully lowered Sally until she was straddling the beam, with her feet still well off the floor, her newly shaved pussy pressed hard. " Yes Terry. I ignored it back when we first met, so I'm not much better. At least you had me in your fantasies and got that benefit. Yes, I caught the reference to Castle Anthrax, with the spanking and the oral sex'; I'm going to guess we have far more in common than we would have thought -- but maybe we learned those things in their own good time." Here's my proposition for you. You will be my concubine. Just to be formal, I have to say you are under my total control and will agree to any. I was pissed. ?Hello Master!? my two slaves cheerfully sung. They were kneeling by the door in their uniforms waiting, as they did every day, to welcome me home. The usual smile I got from their greeting was absent as I blew past them and beckoned Sarah to join me in the study, ignoring the painstakingly prepared meal laid out in the dining room. I collapsed in one of the leather chairs in my study lit a cigarette and let out a deep sigh. A minute later Sarah padded in, carrying a.