"It takes a second to register for her. Whatever I could have said, whatever she's expected, that wasn't it."Wh-what? Why?" She asks, adding, "Daddy."... walk around her to the bench, leaning against it and putting down the cane. Her body is a sight to behold. Each strike I've made against her virgin flesh blazes bright red, though none bleed. I don't want her scarred."I'd chosen someone else before you. We were short staffed, and I'd chosen another girl. She'd been the personal assistant to a. At the end of that vacation, addresses were again swapped, and they went their separate ways. +++ She had just finished her second class, and spent a couple of minutes sitting at her desk. Her eyes were glued to the clock. Almost noon…meaning it was 8 am there. She froze reaching for the phone. How long had it been? Twelve years? She hesitated, wondering if he would even remember her. Even the thought of picking up the phone left her skin buzzing. Sure, it was only one night, but… As the phone. His breath was hot against my skin hovering above my cunt. My head leaned back as he kissed my panties. How the hell did this happen? And I remembered. He nibbled on the lace just above my clit, quickly reeling me back towards reality. “Kevin… Oh fuck me…” I wriggled as I felt him pull away. I heard him snicker, and only then did I realise my eyes had been closed. Opening them I found his face only about a hands width away from mine. “You said something?” His voice almost seemed serious. I. “Cory,” the servant said sternly, “your master is a bit dissatisfied with your sudden disappearance.”“I will be right there,” he said quickly and tried to get fast past the redhead.“My name is Dion,” the servant said, catching his arm.He turned to smile at the other. “Nice name,” he commented, and the other winked at him.“I’ll help you out tonight,” the redhead walked side by side with him. “It is your first party? Of this size, I mean?”“Yes, it is,” Cory admitted, while still walking.