”“But you weren’t really punishing them like I had seen you do with your other two slaves, Becky and Judy.”“True Master, but they ARE my sla...es, already broken and rebuilt. Tilly and Cindy have a ways to go before they crave the whip. Right now they still fear it. Switching topics, I think you’ve rested enough, lets do one more lap before we’re done.”I was so tempted to tell her no, but, she was commanded to have my best interests at heart, which meant it was probably a good idea to listen to. I started licking those nipples to which she held my hairs so hard and slowly I took her breast into my mouth and started sucking she started to moan lightly and push my head towards her breast hardly.After some time, she put her hand inside my pant and boxer and held my hot dick. She started squeezing stroking I started biting her nipples.Playing with nipples are the best thing to do with aunty’s breast.She was shaking my dick vigorously which was painful. I asked her to do slow. So she went. “Do you think you need to be punished?”Again, Barry reluctantly shook his head yes. He watched Leigh stuff her panties into her moist pussy. They had disappeared for well over a minute before she removed them. He was forced to sniff and then inspect the now dry pussy in detail.“You’ve been a good little doggie tonight, so I’ll continue being nice to you. Crawl back into the bedroom, but stay on the floor. Don’t jump up on the bed.”On all fours, Barry walked into the bedroom and positioned. Her pearl earrings were hiding under her shoulder length blond hair. She wore a matching silver bracelet and black shoes to complement the look.The soiree was well underway as Grace and her parents entered the ballroom under loud applause. Irene and The Estate owners, Roger and Jean, had done a stellar job in renovating the large space. The ambiance was elegant with new dark timber flooring, classic light beige walls covered with French paintings and a few ornate mirrors. One mirror, on one of.