Wednesday 17 April 2013

Men are beasts


Men are such beasts.  When Madam invited round two of her boyfriends for the evening they spent all their time pawing at me.   It started when I served them drinks; one just rubbed his hand against my stockings, while another put his hand on my bottom.  By the time I came back for refills the hands had wandered up under my skirt and around my cute pink panties.  It wasn’t that I didn’t like the attention; they were both very good looking boys.  But it was Madam they were annoying.  “Now then boys, you are meant to be giving me your attention”, complained Madam and she stared at me with one of her ‘I’ll sort you out later looks’.  I knew that I was in for a spanking that evening, and it wasn’t my fault. 

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