He smiled down at her and used one toe to push the dress aside, as though it were in any state to be worn again. "Better." Came the initial praise, but she received a little more than that, too. For starters he put the paddle down on one side... Not quite out of sight, and certainly not out of mind, but at least temporarily out of use. "That wasn't so hard, was it? Good girl." He stroked along her side, at first seeming to reassure her, but after a moment his intent became clearer.<br/><br/>One hand caught the arm going across her tits, and eased it away. The other found her back, and pushed at it a little, which couple with his instruction worked as a sort of lesson. "When I tell you to kneel, or suck cock, as you're about to do, you sit just like this. Push your tits forward, arse on your heels... Knees and ankles should both be together..." Between words and movements he manipulated him toward a smart, neat kneeling position. "I want your mouth open, nice and wide, and your eyes shut. When you feel me - or whoever it is - inside, you open your eyes and look up. Are you going to do that for me?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>