Finishing School (Part 2)
By Eva Monroe
Abruptly removing your fingers, you left me panting where I stood. Moving behind me, you wiped your saliva-coated fingers on my ass. “Good luck with her,” you said to Madame X. “She seems obedient now, but it’s because she knows she’s in trouble. It’s very easy for her to forget her place.” - “That’s what we’re here for,” Madame assured you.