“Well, let’s say I’m starting to see the benefits,” I added, “Candy little girl?”
With that I grabbed her hand and we made our way into the bedroom. I thought she was taking this dominatrix thing a bit far, but it was cute that she even had chosen the name as well. Young waitresses dressed in costume bringing around various snacks only served to confirm that opinion. If not, I could always put a sign marked ‘Clergy’ in my windshield. “You like what you see?” she asked. “Surprised?” she said with a laugh. “Yes Mistress Leah.”
I could feel her force the tip of the riding crop between my legs. I could feel it through the cloth of my jeans I had under the robe. The end of the crop ended up at my crotch, teasing my hard cock through the fabric.
