But this one was more than perfect. She could see he hated his Sponsor. He made faces at her back, gave disgruntled snarls when she gave him orders. S...e could work with his disgust.And he would make a nice foil in her plans for Calix.She didn’t see him again until the third day. Thankfully her ‘master’ and his idiot wench were relaxed about things. For the most part, the women were allowed to do as they wished. It made it easy to track down the man and get to know him better.Pierre LaCroix was. He left after about 30 seconds, which truly made me feel like a Hoosier. My Uncle & I just looked at each other & quietly laughed. So, there we are, me & my Uncle, naked as a couple of turkeys, sitting right next to each other. I had never seen mu Uncle naked,. It really mean, really, it was was no big deal. I mean, this is my Uncle. I was about 24, and he was 40ish. I think our ass cheeks were almost touching. Close. We were just sitting there, sweating our collective ass cheeks off, which. Attaching a cock-leash, he led me out into the living room. I knelt in front of the couch while he went and made himself a cup of coffee.He returned a few minutes later holding a steaming mug, and a donut. He sat down in front of me on the coach and smiled.“I’m not a big breakfast eater, but I’ve gotta keep my slave healthy.” With some difficulty he managed to slide the donut over the head of his dick. I wasn’t either, but how could I refuse an offer like that? Taking great care with my. . Don't... Don't stop.." She screamed at herself from the inside for saying what she just did. He grinned at her again. "Call me master and beg for it... Beg for me to please you." She gritted her teeth and said "Please master... Please make me feel good... I Beg you.." His smile couldn't ave been bigger. "Okay pet.." He stripped off the rest of his clothes. He then got back on the bed and proceeded to lick her cunt until she couldn't do anything but moan uncontrollably. She gripped the sheets.