great pleasure. Soon the glass was empty. The guy felt a little drunk, but the feeling of hunger was gone. All this time he looked in the mirror. When the wine was over, the lady laid the glass on a napkin, which had previously been placed on the bed, and after running her fingers through her crotch, plunged them deep inside, collecting the juices that had accumulated there. Probably, the performance also greatly excited her.

Stepan readily licked her fingers, and again the current pierced his body, as when the lady stroked his cock with her fingers. The table reeled, but the dishes miraculously held onto it. Now it became clear to him why she had removed the glass. This was repeated several times. The guy was just shaking. The woman lowered her open palm and scooped up a little of the grease that was leaking from his cock. Then she licked her palm

- Smart! - exclaimed Stanislav, - I was right. Hunger makes the taste completely different. And now it's time to drink coffee.

Having collected the dishes, the lady stroked the tabletop of the new table and said:

- I guess I will not take the one from the repair. I like this one more. Do you want to be my table, Kitty?

- Yes Milady! - Kitty happily answered, - I dream about it. If you like, you can do it three times a day. Breakfast, lunch and dinner.

- Nicely! - the lady smiled happily, - but first I will punish you. Ten strokes. You did not forget?

“No, madam, I remember,” the slave replied, without thinking at all about his words. He did this automatically, recognizing his slavery as a fait accompli.

“But I’ll drink coffee before,” she said and flew off to the kitchen.

The guy got scared. If she puts a hot cup on his back. He will get a burn. What if he stirs from the pain, and hot liquid scald his back?

Soon the lady returned, carrying a tray. There were cups and a wide vase with different biscuits on it. She smiled happily at the frightened face of her slave.

“You probably thought I would put a hot cup on your back?” She asked, putting the tray on the floor and gently patting a brand-new table on the cheek, no, I am not so cruel. Although, maybe next time ... - her eyes are dimmed, and she raised them to the ceiling, probably dreaming of the next times, - when you will be ready for new challenges.

Then she took the whip and punished the careless slave well. The slave was in pain, but now he knew that goodness and peace would fall on him. He knew that now this punishment and humiliation was a pleasure for him. He wanted that. This aroused his sexuality. The guy was excited, and his member again stood at the full ready.

After punishment, the lady ordered to sit opposite him in a cat pose. She broke the biscuits into small pieces and placed a bowl of coffee in front of him and ordered her to go without hands.

“Stay my dog, no, better than a cat,” she explained her desire.

It was humiliating - to sit naked and to lap coffee like a cat, but Kitty did it with pleasure. The coffee was not very hot, and the small pieces of cookies were conveniently taken with the tongue and lips, and he gladly did it. Stanislaus quickly coped with her drink. She took off her boots and stretched her leg towards the cat, lowered it carefully into the bowl and ordered to lick the fingers of her slave. He did it with visible pleasure. After all, recently he licked her boots. When the meal was over. Mrs. put both legs on the shoulders of Stepan asked if she liked him and even in such a sexy outfit.

- Yes very! - happily answered Stepan, - I adore you and admire your beautiful body.

He suddenly in a fit of passionately kissed the leg of Mrs.

- Ah! Scoundrel! - shuddered Stanislav and lightly kicked Stepan's cheek, - and now masturbate at me and kiss my feet. Hands you can iron them. Prove your love to mrs.

The word "love", uttered by the mistress, flashed the guy's brain with lightning. It was the second hypnotic word. Of course, he adored his mistress without it. But the important word pushed him one more step of their relationship. Now he knew why he let him scoff and mock himself. All this humiliation, pain, and contempt towards him were nothing more than the expression of the love of her slave by the lady. And although she demanded proof of love from him, he saw a different side of their relationship. Love should be mutual. He will not be difficult to prove his. He already proved it more than once, but now he understood the main thing. "She loves Me! “- he triumphed in thoughts. Now this knowledge has made him doubly happy. He was ready to move on to any humiliation and any pain.

He immediately cupped his penis and began to masturbate on his mistress, kissing, licking and stroking her legs with his free hand. The woman is strongly wound up. She put her hand to her crotch and smeared the juice on her lips with her fingers.

- Above! - she ordered.

Having finished with his knees, Kitty got up and began to kiss Stanislav Vladimirovna's hips with great pleasure, surprised that quite recently she was in the status of a strict teacher, and he was her student. Slowly but surely, he was approaching the most intimate place. The recent famine exacerbated his sense of smell and, although the guy did not experience hunger, was not really full. And absorbed this stupefying smell coming from the womb. His nostrils trembled from this smell. He wanted to touch the source of love with his lips and tongue in order to drink divine moisture oozing from it. He wanted to bury his face there and experience the gentle touch of silk hair. His dreams came true. Mrs. without ceremony it overthrew him from heaven to earth. She grabbed the slave by the ears and literally dipped her face into her crotch.

“Prove me your love,” she demanded in a hoarse voice, “give me pleasure.”

Slave gladly began to prove his love. He barely restrained himself not to cum. He had to remove his hand from the penis. Instead of masturbating, he stretched it up and touched the woman's chest. He knew that he was allowed everything. And this did not require permission. And if the lady did not like it, she would have shouted at him roughly and punished him with a whip. No, she did not punish her slave. She liked it. She quietly moaned and hands controlled the head of the guy so that he brought her pleasure. Stepan, emboldened, stretched his other hand to the other breast and crumpled, stroked them, played with his nipples. And his tongue, lips and nose performed a love dance with her lover's vagina. If something did not like her lover, she sent her lover to the right path with a whip blow on the back.

It is the climax of their love games. The woman shook with a shiver, with a force pulled her slave's head to her crotch and, making several sharp movements with her pelvis, began to orgasm. Her lover, no matter how strange it seemed, also began to orgasm. He did not need to touch his member. He enjoyed only what his mistress did. Stanislaus pressed her slave's face tightly against her vagina and squeezed his head with her hips. The guy had nothing to breathe, but he put up with new flour. Jerking several times, the woman relaxed and fell on the bed. With a little breath, she stroked Kitty's hair and said:

- God, it was so nice! Did you like it?

“Yes, madam,” Kitty confessed, “putting her head on her knees and kissing silky skin,” I have never experienced such pleasure in my life.

- Were there any women in your life? - grinning, asked the teacher. - Just do not lie! Look in my eyes.

“Not yet,” the boy admitted. He had nothing to hide and therefore he said, without worrying at all, that this would be followed by the beating and humiliation or favor of the lady, but I hope that you will help me lose my virginity.

- Of course, I will help, - the domino smiled gently, - but it will not be right away. If you go through the whole circle of submission and do not run away from me. Now get up and get dressed. Today submission lesson is over. Tomorrow I will show you what is hidden under the curtain.

In the corridor, as she said good-bye, she kissed her boy affectionately and asked:

- Do you love me?

- Yes, Stanislav, I love and adore ...