I deserved it though.I have laid out everything Master needs to get ready and I kneel on the floor until he is done. His clothes are ready too and I c...awl quickly to the walk-in closet and wait for him to get dressed. When he's done, Master snaps his fingers and points to his shoes and I quickly get the brush and shine them up. He just looks at me after and tells me not to let it happen again, not unless I want to get kicked down the stairs again, and with that he gives me just a little kick in. His cock pulsated with each stroke. "He faced you as he stripped and your cock began to drip. You couldn't take your eyes off him. When his cock touched your lips, you opened your mouth and panted like a little girl as he slid the full length of his erection into your mouth. Did you close your eyes and start sucking his cock and caressing it with your tongue without further instruction?' "Yes, Ingrid." She continued spanking him with the hairbrush as she spoke. "Are you enjoying your spanking,". His kisses worked down the nape of her neck. He could feel her body responding to his kisses and his touch. Slowly and gently he took one of her breasts into his hand and then began to kiss it. It was a magnificent feeling to taste her body. An urgent feeling was welling up inside of him, but he had to fight it. He wanted to do that for her, he wanted it to be special and loving for her. He would have to fight for control, but he would do it. As he continued to touch her and kiss her, she. Looking her directly into the eye, she addresses Kristen: “Hey, why don’t you kneel over my head? I could lick you while you work?”Both Kristen and I must look very surprised, because she shyly adds that she “wants to try out new things.” Well, who could argue with that? The busty torturess sure can’t, which is why she is slowly positioning herself on top of the offered mouth, then lowers herself even further down. This of course also lowers the candles even more, which now make very hot wax.