I began to finger fuck her slowly as I continued to suck on her clit, feeling the tiny bud grow larger under my administrations. I had dreamed of doin... this for so long, I could hardly believe my fingers were knuckle deep inside her warm cunt. Nicholas, her voice whispered my name softly, and I froze in place. I had been so engrossed in what I was doing that I had noticed Megans breathing becoming heavier and heavier. With dread I lifted my face slowly to look at hers, and was shocked to see. Once you’re done, clean yourself up, put on the attire I lay out and report to my chamber ready to face your punishment.When I step out of the shower, I discovered the attire selected for me: a tiny, spandex bikini bottom and I note that read: “Mistress does not want to see any bikini lines. Shave it all off!” After I shave, I squeeze into the bikini bottoms and march into Mistress’ chamber as ordered. She was waiting on her throne and chastised me for making her wait.“I’m going to teach you to. ” (she doubled on her message since I had not responded)Me – “No it’s not that. I loved them but you did not have to do this.” (I said as I was genuinely feeling like I wanted to give her something in return after this. She had given me so much for nothing)Shanaya – “It’s ok, I felt like it so I sent it, rate me on 1 to 10.”Me – “8” (I felt like an idiot after sending this message to her. How could I be so critical of her?)Shanaya – “Yeah because I am older for you and also a little fat, hai. By now my routine for the day was fixed. I would rise about nine in the morning and make my ablutions and have breakfast. After which I would catch up on any company paper work and deal with any disciplinary matters. At noon I was served a good lunch by Mine Host of the Anchor Inn, a well-made buxom woman, with a fine head of coppery red hair. I estimated her to be around forty years of age, and she carried those years well.After my lunch I would take my ease until half past two, and then I.