But before I gettoo happy She also reminds me that She has not forgotten my bratty list,which she will have to still punish me for. I smile and respon......yesMistress, keeping my eyes lowered as to not get into anymore trouble.Mistress proceeds to Her chair and commands me to sit at Her feet, which Ihappily do. Only then do I realize that She has music playing softly inthe background and some incense burning or something scenting the air. Shecaresses my head and hair and W/we talk for a while.. “Look, I’ve known you a long time, and you’ve known her just as long. If this is some kind of joke, I find it in the poorest of taste!” her said sternly, frowning at the carpet. “I’m sorry, I just don’t believe that Lauren would do such a thing. This is ridiculous, for Chrissakes, she’s only fifteen!” His face grew red and his breathing shortened as he listened to the unfolding story.“What is it Maurice, what’s happened. Tell me!” shouted Daniele, tugging his arm.“Just a minute!” he said into. He climbed on top of me hugging his strong arms around me and spreading my legs. He rubbed his cock against my pussy, already soaking from waiting the whole day for this moment. He leaned back and looked down at me in a proud way, observing his treasure and taking his time. He softly touched my side grazing my bra with tenderness and lust. "Baby this has to go," he said light-heartedly while kissing my neck. I unstrapped my bra and revealed myself, feeling the heat rush to my face. He slowly. My head slid lower and I could hear her heart beating. I eventually stopped crying.“Do you have any plans for dinner?” she asked. “No,” I answered.“I know a place with pretty good Bahamian food that is casual and relaxing, without a lot of people,” she said. “Are you interested?”“Sounds good!” I answered not really wanting to move, but I was getting hungry. “Do you do this with all your sad hotel guests?” “No just the ones that take the time and interest to know my name. Not just look at me as.