With a flip of his wrist, Calvin nudged her shirt off of her other shoulder. After it slid down her arms and fell to the floor, he quickly undid the b...ttons of his shirt. Jamie watched him as he took it off, the dark edges of his rippling body shifting in the glare of the bare light. As each moment passed, her heart raced faster and faster. She leaned forward. It was her turn to savour his bare chest and broad nipples. She desperately used her teeth to nip at his tight flesh and she ran her. She stood over him with her genitals above his genitals with water dripping off of her mature body onto his. He looked up at her, his penis spoke for him as it came to a full erection, all 9 inches with its enormous head so engorged with blood she thought it might explode. He then looked at her large pussy lips, then the beads of water rolling down her ample breasts, then at her sexy and seductive smile. She then said "have we been playing a game of cat and mouse with each other?" He replied. In the middle of the evening I began to kiss her passionately and stroking her inner thighs. It took a while but she began to respond with her familiar whimper and moan of enjoyment. I then asked her to kiss Mario also. She looked at me questioningly but I explained that he was alone and it’s not going to hurt anyone. Besides, I told her, no one knows if you are with him or me. No one cares either way. Mario pulled close to her and put his arm around her waist he pulled her to him and in a. First I’ll address the corporal methods because they’re pretty standard. I don’t generally get punished this way very often. As a matter of fact, the only time I get whipped, flogged or cropped is on rare occasions when my Master is doing a demonstration for a fetish friendly group and as his slave I’m forced to be on the receiving end of it. Wait, you mean a slave can say no to her Master? If only I’d known sooner! I’ll also point out here that caning is pretty much a limit because of the.