After the manager had gone we sorted out the kitchen then went to the staff room to get changed out of our greasy uniforms, once again I saw the bulge...in his white Ben Sherman boxers as he pulled off his uniform trousers, I stood there in front of him with my cock growing in my own boxers, I never hid the fact I was perving on him, I knew I had to act fast,“I love your boxers Chris are they cotton or elasticated” I asked“Don’t know mate”“is it ok if I feel them” and before he got the chance to. This room was really turning me on as I watched the female dom spank her sub. I had a ringside seat to the whole thing. The subs legs opened to reveal a wonderful sight. The sub had a jeweled butt plug in her ass and a vibrator in her pussy. As she came, the dom began to spank her ass and I felt myself on the verge of cuming myself.The dom did not stop her torture of her sub after she came. The sub was still across the dom's lap and the dom was spanking first one ass cheek then the other. I. Seren breathed deeply, relief flooding through her. Stretched out in front of her were the most beautiful, landscaped gardens. Roses bloomed everywhere, a veritable sea of blood red with a heady scent that hung heavy in the air. At the centre of the floral ocean sat a sprawling, stone built mansion with lights blazing from its windows. It was a quintessential English stately home with symmetrical design folding around an impressive pillared entrance. Gravel paths wound through the maze of rose. .. PTo 9 ... Jesus, that's cruel." Nance shook her head. "You're going to have to break the skin to get an endorphin response." Yeah." Peterson frowned a bit. He didn't look particularly happy and I was worried that I was displeasing him somehow."Master?" I was still at Peterson's feet."Yes, Ming?" I am sorry, Master." I kept my eyes down and my lower lip trembled slightly."Oh, no!" He laughed. "It isn't your fault, Ming. Look, maybe we should explain..." Do you think that's wise?" Nance broke.