Nikita looked confused. ‘Punishment? What punishment?’ she wondered. Karen blushed that Nikita would know about her domestic discipline sessions....Not only that, it looked like she would actually witness it. ‘Oh I am very serious. Come on, hurry up, you know the routine,’ said Dave, turned on at pushing Karen’s submission to a new level. ‘Honey? Please?’ Karen pleaded. ‘Uh uh,’ said Dave resolutely. Karen bowed her head in shame, turned the dining room chair towards her and knelt on it facing. His arms squeezed her tightly to him and her breath caught as He momentarily lifted her off the floor. Her lips parted eagerly as His tongue delved deep into her mouth. His kisses always took her breath away and she loved His passion.Arms still wrapped around her waist, He carried her out of the kitchen while their deep kiss continued. He lowered her gently to the floor and she felt his hand move to the back of her neck. His fingers firmly but gently grasped the back of her neck ensuring that. I know from experience this drives her crazy. I feel the jealousy erupting inside. However, I am the slave and I must know my place. Chanel knows this is punishment to me. Although, it’s the strangest thing, I feel jealousy very sincerely and deeply but at the same time it fuel the flames to my sexual core. How can I watch another man play with my mate and feel such jealousy and still be aroused and stand by submissively. Who knows? But it is what it is. His nipple ploy worked with precision.. “I assume you started his training, or should I say, reverse training?”“My friend, with Cory, I didn’t have to work at all.”“Really?” the inquisitive eyes returned to the young servant, who was waiting, wide eyed. “How come?”“I think I’ll better show you. Cory, touch yourself.”The servant touched his organ gingerly. Although his cheeks were in flames, he could not stop becoming aroused at the idea of having to masturbate while being watched by two pairs of aristocratic eyes. For a brief second,.