I can feel the two stripes of fire independently. He brings it back and forward once more, the small end finding the crack between my cheeks, and I le... out a small scream. And again. And again. And again. My screams compete with Tori and the strap, and once again, when I am sure I cannot stand another, he stops. Across the room again he goes, as I softly weep into the feathery pillow, the heat between my legs almost as great as my welted bottom. He returns and again stands over me, but rather. However, my cock remained fully erect and was twitching in myexcitement. How much I needed her to do this to me; how good it felt."And does a man"--Mistress' voice rose--"have something like THIS"--herindex finger was pointed like an arrow at my cock--"between his legs?"She was like a woman on fire in your power and derision. "Or does hehave a real man's cock?"I was crying in mortification and a mass of emotion by now and chokedout, "I'm s-s-s-sorry, Mistress!"The regal Marla sat back in. Kimberly and George exited the train and the subway station and headeddown the street towards the lab. Morris met them at the lab. Morris led them all into the lab room. "So, George, how was your day on the run?" Horrible!" Why horrible?" How could it not be? I couldn't control myself. Some guy figured it outand spanked me!" You got spanked by a guy", Kimberly shouted with a cackle. Morrisgrinned and stared down at the floor. George continued, "Yes, thanks. Then get this, the guy asked me to. .” one of my girls started, and after a brief hesitation, the other one continued where she’d left off.“ ... raising a kid is expensive.”“Really expensive.”I nodded. They weren’t wrong.“And so, well ... we were thinking.”“We owe you.”“Big time.”“We want to pay you back for all that you’ve done for us over the years.”“Please.”The pair shivered at that last word - it was quickly becoming clear what had happened. I knew that they’d listened to the tape about being subservient. But there was no.