First one cheek, then the other. I feel his hand draw back and brace myself. He says “You know what’s coming, right?”“Yes,” I reply.“What?...�� He knows if he doesn’t make me say it, that I will think I have the upper hand. It’s his way of reminding me that he is the man of the house and as his woman, and that I am to obey him. I answer him by saying, “A spanking.” And he says, “That’s right. Are you ready?” I only nod and he says to me, “I need you to say it.”“Yes Sir.” As soon as the word is out. I can serve myselfand refill my own glass of water."Paula turning down being served by Jennifer and not drinking any winewith the meal was the final straw. Jennifer said, "Paul, this is over.You are never going to be my maid again and never refer to me as MissJennifer. To me, you are not Maid Paula when you dress, you are stillPaul. I will call you Paula for doing so respects that you areexpressing your feminine side, but you do not need to punish yourselffor wanting to do so.Call me Jen or. You give me a kiss and push my back on the bed. You plant your pussy on my face and order me to lick the cum out. I make sure i lick you fully clean. “Now it is your turn to fuck me” you say. I get on my back and tell you to ride my stiff cock. You straddle my cock and ride it. I tell you what a filthy little whore you are and how tomorrow I will find more men for you to tease and fuck. The next day we go shopping. We take a taxi to Oxford Street. You sit in the back of the taxi and open. Before I made my move, she leaned in towards me and pressed those juicy lips against mine. She grabbed hold of me tightly in her arms as she parted her lips and allowed me entry into her gorgeous mouth. My tongue softly massaged hers as she undid my belt buckle. I took this opportunity to grab her tube top and pull it down to her stomach, letting her delicious breasts drop freely. My hands, like magnets, grabbed onto them and I squeezed them softly, running my thumbs across her erect nipples.My.