I reached out and took a condom from the bowl atop the toy cabinet and though it had been years since I had worn one, I had not forgotten how. Though...I knew she would have welcomed me bare, this was not the time or the place for taking chances. Besides, I had to set a good example for younger tops who might be watching and encouraged to misuse the power granted them. The condom was snug, tight and ribbed, and it took it in my hand to rub the tip on Margaret’s wet pussy. I rubbed the tip on. I wasn't anywhere near the partying type, but occasionally she would come back to me drunk. However, it would never fail that she would make attempts to try and get with me.Once Christmas break had arrived, we texted each other nonstop. It soon had become apparent that this was the girl I was going to be with, but somehow had always overlooked it. You would never think right away that you'd be more than just friends with your closest friend from school. When spring semester had begun, we knew. He stopped and kept his dick in the mouth for a few seconds and then with his fingers, closed my both my nostrils. I was unable to breathe through the nose so I opened the mouth wider to let air come in. With his other hand, he closed my mouth back and started thrusting in my mouth like crazy. I held my breath for a few seconds as he blew his load inside me. Then, unable to cope, I started gasping for air. Since my mouth was closed, I effectively swallowed all of his cum. Once he knew I had. “Time for clean-up,” Sansa would say, smiling down at her kindly as she entered, naked. She was always naked in her fantasies; it helped remind her of her place. If her Lord and Lady were naked, so should she be.She’d enter, naked, and they would point. Between her Lord’s legs, his hardness would be coated in a combination of their juices. As their servant, it was her role to clean it up, and she’d get to work with gusto, licking fervently.Sometimes she’d fantasize that her efforts cleaning.