-- image removed --She then went back to the bed and put on the blue high heels and sat on the floor and started Masterbating.-- image removed --After...thirty minutes she couldn't hold it back anymore, she squirted everywhere, I'll over the bedposts, the carpet was stained with her squirt she was a slut and she knew it.An hour later and she was in a park wearing the same blue high heels she squirted in along with the tightest black shirt and the shortest denim shorts she owned, when she saw Emma. Do you understand?"Amber looked at him and nodded saying, "Yes Master. I do understand."Duke looked at her and said, "Good. Now then there is Domination. For a Master to Dominate a lilone, he must be at all times aware of his own limits. If he isn't aware of his own limits, he could seriously damage that lilone both physically as well as emotionally. For a lilone to hand over her trust to their Master, they are saying to that one person they trust above all others, Master I trust you to look. ” My tongue was heavy and I felt stupid and childish. His hand moved up and down my inner thigh. I gripped the edges of my seat desperately. “Hmm… well, aren’t you a mischievous girl? I never expected this from you, Samantha. Always so sweet, so quiet.” He chuckled lightly and leaned toward me. I felt faint at his close proximity. “You have no idea how hard my cock was after I saw you standing there, half naked. You have such a cute little pussy, Samantha.” My entire body was hot; his. Still, Sean had been too much of a gentleman to put the blame on Sandra, or even discuss what had happened with his best friend, other than to acknowledge the fact that yes, they had finally done it. So, sure that something was wrong with him, the seventeen-year-old was reluctant to get too close to anyone else right now, no matter how willing some of the young ladies seemed.By the time the party was over, Sean had danced with a half-dozen girls, each doing their best to try to interest him..