Thank you for correcting me.”“You are being disciplined because I have given every proof you need, and you still do not trust me. Oh, Shit...”I ...urned to my pets, and said, “Layla go wait in the hall. I will let you know when we are done.”She gave me a look of disappointment, then said, “Yes, Master,” and off she went.Before the door closed, I was able to finish, “Sorry, Layla, you know my rules. Your 18th birthday is soon. We will make it up to you then.“OK, kittens, get to the other side of. “I’m going to have a bath,” she said. “Would you like to watch me?”I nodded, still wide-eyed.This bathtime was going to be different. She disappeared to run the bath while I stayed on my bed like a spare part, not knowing what to do. She again appeared at my door, this time, dressed only in her bra and panties, holding a bath towel. “Come on then!” she said. I jumped off the bed and followed her to the tiny bathroom. I watched as she stood by the bath and undid her bra and placed it on the. She had blonde hair, blue eyes, 5’6, and slightly chubby curvaceous figure. And, of course those very nice double D tits. Her waist was surprisingly small for her size and flared into a bubble ass. Her nipples were huge, and they poked at the front of her blouse. ‘it’s….It’s alright Ma’am, by the way I am Norman Pierce’, he said offering shaking her hand. ‘And I am Veronica Campbell, she said in a very husky seductive voice, my friends call me Roni, she added only slowly letting go of his hand. " No, I mean ... I wanna try it," said Mindy. "All that stuff I've always felt bad about fantasizing about. Getting tied up, getting dominated, being whipped and choked ... I dunno." Denise glanced around for prurient eavesdroppers, but the din of conversation was far too loud to hear any one speaker in particular. "I mentioned it to my last girlfriend and she just said that I was internalizing my guilt or societal misogyny or something. Maybe she was right." Maybe," said Denise. "But I mean,.