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?But it?s silly,? I protested, giggling. The spoon as pressed against my lips. ?What if someone sees us?? ?If you don?t shut up, you will be eating this out of the lid on the ground. Open up.? Master?s eyes were dancing, but I knew he was good on this threat. I opened my mouth and Master spooned some coffee ice cream into my mouth. We were the only customers sitting outside the ice cream shop. The night was ridiculously hot and all of Evelyn?s Fine Ice Cream customers were soaking up the A/C inside. After dinner, Master had said he wanted to give me a refresher on how to follow directions. I was delighted at the news. Master?s lessons, while sometimes painful, always made me feel closer to him. When he told me to get the car keys, I felt a little nervous. I handed them to him and he told me to smile. Then he told me to get the plug, the lube and the hairbrush. I brought these to him and told me to bend over and touch my toes. As my skirt rode up my thighs, I anticipated the sting of the hairbrush on my ass. He placed his hand on the small of my back and ran the brush over my cheeks. ?I want you to remember Escort Yeşilköy the sting when we are out tonight, Pet. ? The muffled crack of the hairbrush spank over my skirt rang out. ?No one else will know (SMACK!) that you have been paddled (SMACK!) (SMACK!) (SMACK!) with a hairbrush (SMACK!) by your master (SMACK!) but you (SMACK!) (SMACK!) and me(SMACK!) (SMACK!) (SMACK!) (SMACK!).? He lifted my skirt up and rubbed my pinkened ass. He prepared the plug and pressed it inside. I moaned in pleasure as the plug found its home. I expected him to lower the skirt, but instead I felt the cool back of the brush. ?Hold on, Pet. The color is nice, but it is not as rich as I want. (SMACK!) (SMACK!) (SMACK!) (SMACK!) (SMACK!) (SMACK!) (SMACK!) (SMACK!) (SMACK!) (SMACK!) I lost my breath as the blows came over and over. I clenched the plug as he smacked my ass cheeks and thighs. He grasped me around my waist as he continued. I was on the verge of tears when he stopped suddenly. He pushed on the plug to make sure it was still secure inside my rectum. He lifted me up and I Yeşilyurt escort started to grind against him. ?Later,? he said. ?First: ice cream.? Master had made me sit outside while he ordered. When he came out with a single half pint, I was confused, but now I felt joyful and horny. I watched him enjoy his ice cream and memorized the forceful way he pressed his spoon into the container, curve of his wrist, the flash of delight that spread across his face when the ice cream hit his tongue. The way he lapped and licked his spoon clean reminded me of the way he lapped my clit. I smiled at the thought. He gazed into my eyes as he ate. At random intervals, he pushed a spoonful up to my lips. I couldn?t eat it until he said, ?open.? I had learned this rule after I had mistakenly opened my mouth the first time he presented the ice cream. He removed the spoon and told me to hold out my hand, which he quickly slapped. ?Wait for permission, Pet. You need to learn how to wait for your Master?s commands,? he had said. I purred my understanding. I leaned in to him. ?I wish Zeytinburnu escort bayan I could suck your cock right here,? I said. He smiled. ?Come on, Trouble. Let?s head back.? *** Master wanted me to drive. I sat gingerly and hiked my skirt up as he had trained me to do. Master enjoyed fingering me or pinching and twisting my clit in the car. It was my responsibility to make sure he could access my pussy. I had balked the first time because I felt so exposed. After Master explained to me that my comfort was far secondary to his preference, I began to understand. When he reinforced the message at home with the cat and cornertime, I learned the lesson. As I made the turn to go home, Master reached over and slapped my right tit. ?Auuuggh,? I moaned and laughed at the shock. ?Did I tell you to go home?? Master asked. ?No, Master,? I said. ?You need to listen and wait for Master?s commands. I have had to repeat this tonight and you know how much I hate repeating myself.? ?Yes, Master.? ?Drive.? ?Yes, Master.? I drove, following Master?s instructions, until we reached a road I had never driven down. ?Keep going,? he said. It was the driveway to a stable, I began to gather, but I saw no other cars around. After the sounds of the city began to dim, Master told me to turn off the car. ?Come around to Master?s door and open it,? he told me. The humidity clung to my skin as I moved as quickly to his side as I could.