I amnot your property nor your employee. I have tried discussing this withyou for years, but you refused to talk about it, so, now, I have justmade a ...ecision. I am going back to work today. If you don't want totake me, I will call for an Uber. It's up to you. Are you going to actlike a grown up, or throw another temper tantrum to try to manipulateme into giving you your way?"Andrew just blinked, astounded. His head hurt and he didn't understandwhat was happening."Well!?" I... I... I..." he. Long gasps as her pussy moistens her juices beginning to leak down her legs so I smack between her thighs and pinch her stomach, her mouth wide open breathing exhaling with each strike so I grab a ruler only for her to stand firm taking the strikes. I give her a kiss then pinch her stomach adding clothes pins with string down each side pushing her shirt up just under her bra, my hand brushes her shirt causing her to jerk stopping as I caress her neck. "Something wrong" I ask her and she tells. “I do not know how to make a martini and I would not want to make a mistake.”Mistress Miller turned to Master Frank and they agreed that Kim be accompanied by his slave, who was called Thomas. As Thomas began to expertly make up the cocktail Kim could not help asking Thomas,“So do you and Frank do these games often?”Thomas shook his head, “This is not a game.”Kim concentrated on opening a new champagne bottle. As they were almost finished, one of the slaves was being taken to the tables with. She felt her pubic hair getting heavy as Sam reached around his tongue and held her in a soft but vice-like grip. She decided to head for the toilet and try to check herself, heck anything that was less public than this…but her pelvis had become a lead weight and she could not move. Oh God that feels good…no, you have to move girl! He could see her pussy now, getting wetter despite her best efforts. She was beautiful, tight yet mature, perfect yet broken. He intensified his tongue and could see.