Part 4 of my weekend orgy retreat – getting my first femdom lessons!
After I had cleaned up from the whole thing, I had this feeling of inner peace but also anger. What a fucking piece of shit he was! And why did it make my pussy so fucking wet knowing he had full control over me?!
Anyway…
After we had lunch, madam Margaret’s lessons were being set up. There we’re chairs placed in pairs, sat up in front of a sort of podium where she would stand. My boyfriend and I went, and sat down on a pair of chairs.
Soon all of the chairs were filled with both couples who came here together as well as some who had just met here, and wanted to go to the lesson.