.."what the fuck do you think you're doing!" i heard a voice say.It was Sarah, and she was standing by the door. "oh shit, i...i...i just wanted to sm...ll you Sarah.." i sheepishly said, hoping that she might accept my desire."so you thought you'd have a sniff of my dirty panties did you? you filthy fucker! I should go downstairs right now and tell them what i've caught you doing, but...." and then she paused."but what?" I replied. And then she closed the door."But, it fucking turns me on you. If you're talking to a girl with a red or black collar and gold tag, you call her mistress. If you are talking to any person that isn't wearing a collar and isn't tied up you call them Sir or Ma'am. Is that clear?"Brooklyn replied. "Yes miss"."Good girl, now repeat it back to me."Brooklyn, repeated the rules back trying to get the words right.The girl gave her a big smile, "Well done! Now you need to remember because if you get it wrong I'm going to be pushed for it."She looked confused at her. “We still have some time left…” Rachel purred. Jake chuckled. Rachel moved her right hand down to his crotch and held it there. Rachel felt the boy’s face twist into a grin. Rachel grinned as well and began grasping at the kid’s growing erection. Jake’s cock slowly grew, thickening and lengthening. It pointed upwards and reached passed the kid’s belly button under his shirt and pants. Rachel grabbed the meat through the fabric and started lightly stroking it causing Jake to groan. Rachel had. All that was going through his mind wasa steady stream of agitated curses, the words fumbling even in histhoughts with the thrusts, quickening, then slowing again at randomintervals.There was no doubt. He was doing this on purpose. Toying with him withthat big, swollen cock, and just to make him suffer, too. The gentle,sluggish movements of the length inside him were taking their tole,after all. Kora was helpless. It wasn't even the pounding as much as itwas the teasing that turned him into a.