And look what he did for your mother, Amy. He didn’t have to do that. He is a good man. A good boss and a good Master,’ Lisa said. ‘Yes, that wa... very nice of him to see that my mother was taken care of. I do appreciate that,’ Amy said. Mr. Roberts had been listening to their conversations even though they spoke in hushed tones. He listened to what the girls talked about until he was finished with his work. ‘Ok girls, that should do it. Time to head for home. Thank goodness it’s Friday and we. When I selected the knickers, for some reason I gravitated to my old school, plain white knickers. It wasn’t me getting dressed – it was an alter ego, perhaps a former self.As I pulled the knickers up and they made contact with my punished bum, I was suddenly, once again, made aware of the cane’s ridges. My bum felt like it had swollen to a brand new dimension, and the knickers pressing against the stripes would be a constant, uncomfortable, although not entirely unpleasant, reminder for the. I pin her arms to the bed and lower my head to her breast, taking a mouthful and sucking on it as I flick the tip of my tongue across the firm nipple, then I slip my mouth to where just the nipple is in my mouth sucking as hard on it as I can in a pulsing rhythm. I can feel her start to relax the pressure on her arms and her torso squirm under my body. I release her arms and take the other breast into my free hand and begin to massage It gently, tweaking the hard nipple and rolling it between. I was suddenly aware of Hottie standing just a few feet away when I heard his gruff voice. "Is that it then?" Looking at the thick dildo in my hands I was a little unsure. I looked at him and shrugged, then went back to my inspection. "I've never done this before. How do I know if it'll feel good?" I looked back at him and he was looking back at me with laughing eyes. He was laughing at me! I could feel my face turn red. "What?" "Tell you what," he said as he moved to a dressing room in the.