Dominating Miss Davenshaw Ch 02
‘Good morning, Miss Davenshaw.’ She halted in her stride momentarily. She was somehow aware of her nipples tingling under her bra, and of what could only be described as a faint tingling between her perfectly toned legs. Her breath caught, ‘Uh…good morning, Edmund,’ she replied. The faint quiver in her normally confident, authoritative voice would have been missed by most but he was glad to detect this ever so subtle sign that the hypnosis still had an effect on her. This was a deeper set,...