Her master watched silently as she milked the last of her orgasm by rubbing her clit on the controller. Finally she was finished and waited quietly, p...nting. Good job slut, you managed to cum thinking about fucking your brother and without getting caught! Its time for you to go now. Thank you master for letting me cum, the girl responded before realizing that to get free she would have to painfully pull her nipples from the clamps that were on her. Gritting her teeth, she leaned forward. We’re perfect.”“We are. I love you.”She looked down, saw where our bodies were joined together. That giggle again. I’d saw a leg off to keep that giggle to myself. “You’d better. You have deflowered me, truly and well. You have lain with a maiden. You must take her to wife.” Our lips met.When they parted, she giggled, “Don’t get soft on me now. I...” Her hips moved, stroking me in and out of her.Whatever softness that might have started went away.“You’re perfect there,” she said.“So are you. So. She could tell instantly that it was him, her slave, even though he had an unfamiliar confidence to his motions. He was behind her, pressing his body up against hers, grinding his stiffness against her as he slid his body downwards. Then she feels his hands — had they always been that strong? — pushing her legs apart. The strain at her arms and shoulders only increased as her legs were spread, at least two feet apart, but if he noticed her anguish he didn't let on, as she only felt this new. “Thank you! I tried!”“These are for you, lovely lady” I said with a flourish as I presented my bouquet to her. “Wow!” her mouth dropped open in shock “These are amazing!” She looked at me with a dewy-eyed expression. “Nobody’s ever given me flowers before…”I smiled back, proud of myself for thinking of the spontaneous romantic gesture at the last second. “I’m glad you like them”. Stepping closer, she kissed me hard. Her lips pressing against mine while her hand grabbed the front of my jacket.