That explained why I had never seen her before. Sex There is also the issue of Halloween candy. “Um, look,” I started to stutter, “I don’t know what you have in mind here…”
With that Mistress Leah gave me another crack on the side of my butt. It was nicely decorated and fairly neat. “It’s yes Mistress Leah,” she informed me, “don’t let me have to tell you again.”
“Yes Mistress Leah.”
I felt the end of the riding crop on the back of my head as she ran it through my hair. “How bad do you want your Mistress?” she whispered in my ear. I decided to drive up to the restaurant even though it was only uptown. I could feel it through the cloth of my jeans I had under the robe. I thought she was taking this Halloween thing way too serious, but quickly realized she was not going to take no for an answer. “Should I call you Father?” She asked with a smile. She happened to have a cousin or something who was a Catholic priest and was able to get me a priest robe complete with white collar for the evening. Joyce was nice enough to help me with the choice of costume. “Good,” she started, “There is hope for you yet, slave boy.”
I wasn’t sure what to make of
