She makes a little sound of frustration.“Keep your hands on the keyboard. Think about what just happened and write about it.”“I can’t…”“...o it.” I turn and walk from the room. I know her mind is full of doubt, questions, frustration, but she has to learn somehow. A few moments after I sit in the living room, she follows me. She kneels on the floor in front of me and gives me the “puppy dog eyes” look.“Can’t I just suck your cock instead? I’ll make it good.”“No.”Her shoulders slump and her lips. We can have a little party which I think shall be a lot of fun.” Amanda was now blushing, but she had to admit that she liked the touch of Ashley’s hands upon her body. It filled her with excitement and she couldn’t argue with her offer. Amanda knew that she would be there. She wanted Ashley to the point that she would even risk getting grounded. Amanda knew she could live with that. Just as long as it meant that she could get her hands on Ashley’s lovely, and fuckable body. Amanda personally. Paula had seen Charlotte and there had been nothing in any way amiss with her appearance. She wondered whether the increasingly erratic Commandant were losing her reason.If Charlotte had been shocked and terrified at the savage and unwarranted award, she did not show it. With that calm acceptance of discipline that was the hallmark of the elite Guard she had saluted smartly and returned to her duties. Paula stole the occasional glance at the soon to be flogged Charlotte and marvelled at her. Previous night when I was pressing my wife’s feet at about 11 pm My mom in law call. I got shivered on hearing her voice.Jaya: Bastard, what are u doing?Me: I am your slave mom in law. I am pressing your daughters sacred feet.Jaya: Stupid, how long it will continue?Me: Till mid night mom in law. I am your slave.Jaya:(with anger voice) Idiot, I will cut your nose, press her feet till 2 p.m. And sleep under ur wife’s feet. U are just a pillow under her feet. We are coming by tomorrow morning. Me.