Stay straight. Hang your head. Answer me. Will you obey me?-Yes, my Mistress.-That’s right. Fall to your knees and kiss my wrists. Good. You see, yo... are very talented.I gently pulled his hair and he held up his head. With a slight movement I hung it again.-I haven’t permitted you to rise your head. Be patient. Don’t make me punish you for the insignificant things.-Yes, my Mistress. I should be attentive to what I am doing. -You shouldn’t. You must. Behind you is a bed. I want you to sit there.. " It's a turn on when you watch us from your window, this will really fire me up."I was still unconvinced."You do this for me and I let you fuck me in the ass," she said softy."Deal," I told her.So on Friday I did some paperwork instead of wrenching in order to keep myself clean and to pass the time. Finally, I saw Robin walking past my driveway and I closed the garage door and waited for the phone to ring. It was the signal that everything was ready.The phone rang only once and I headed to the. “Triplets!”“Yikes! Anyway, we have you in the small private room tonight.”“Thanks,” I replied, deciding to spare her any more puns or silly names.She showed us to the smallest of their private rooms which could seat eight comfortably, so was more than sufficient for the four of us. A waiter brought drinks, and a moment later, Alex appeared.“I assume everything is satisfactory?” he asked.“When has it ever been anything but Michelin Guide service and food?” I asked.“I’d KILL for a star, but they. We were getting ready for bed, per usual. I was already there, and my wife was still finishing up her evening routine. Then she called to me from the closet, "oh, did you see I got new boots?" Hmm. Okay." I responded. I wasn't really that interested. "Sure, show me?"I figured she'd carry out a shoe box. Instead she walked out wearing brown, calf-length, high-heel suede boots. Very soft looking, very sexy to me. She'd paired them with a brown knit dress that goes just down to her thighs, leaving.