I guessed that now he would want more than just kisses andcaresses and as he adjusted his position on the sofa I made to removemy suit jacket."Oh plea...e no Michele; I want you dressed just as you are. I love awoman who can pull off the whole power-dress performance thing andstill look feminine and sexy." Do you like the lingerie? I had Eddie acquire it for you just for thisoccasion; and those nylons, God, I could eat you up in those. In fact I think I just might," he chuckled.I relaxed back. He whispered, “are you wishing it was Rufus my girl, imagining his big old black tool in there? is this not enough…” sadly he knew instinctively by her slowness to reply, it was just that, she wanted more, he rolled off and they lay in silence for a while, both near to tears. She kissed him, said that, “it was not him it was her,” then she began to explain, “look, as a girl, before you were even in my life for the first time I read some porn on my old dads computer, he had been called away and. I’m sorry Master. I promise, I won’t forget again. Please forgive me Master. I am your Slave. You are my Master. I won’t forget again Master.”As those last words were uttered her eyes welled with tears and she fell quite. It was time to get rough. It was time to deliver the first of what I suspected would be many lessons before I could turn Jan into a truly worthy slave. My hand shot out like a snake striking its prey. I grabbed her by the throat and she gasped. “Stop” was all I said but there. The best part was taking selfies. We would be so near to reach other while taking selfies. Stand sideways where her boobs would touch my arms and I use to keep pushing myself towards her. We all reached club.Ladies stole glances from many and we were feeling so proud that they are with us. We ordered drinks and 1 after the other kept going down. Chetan and Trisha went for dancing while we were at the table spending time. I too then asked Bani for dance and we went on floor. When we were.