At last, they came down the steps. Paul walked around Kat and Courtney several times, smiling. “Very nice work, Claire. I’m proud of you. Who have you been practicing on?”
“No one, Master. I’ve just given it a great deal of thought and applied myself,” she replied.
Paul crossed to Claire and kissed her. “That’s my Claire—always methodical and never one for half measures.” He paused and then said, “Those of you there and there,” indicating persons standing in front of and behind Kat, “probably want to move for a better view.” Then to Claire, “Shall we get started, my dear?”
Claire walked over and got a riding crop off the wall. Paul took up a position at Kat’s head, and Claire walked behind her. He pulled down on Kat’s ponytail, forcing her face upward. Then Paul shoved his erect c**k in
