"That's not as much fun as what we were doing." She struggled to pull her arms free."Do you mean when you were beating on me?" I ground my pelvis on h...rs."I was only beating on you because you tickled me." A little tickle rates a beating?" No, the beating was for stopping me from what I was doing, and it wasn't a little tickle." I didn't stop you. You stopped on your own. I just tickled you a little." I was moving a little faster.She was starting to breathe heavier and faster. "I couldn't keep. Begging again I moaned with my pleas, “Please Master my I cum, please let me cum now!”“Control yourself slut, continue to fuck that slutty cunt with your hand and move the vibrator to that clit!” my Master’s voice commanded, “Don’t you dare stop slut, at the end of this weekend you will be a perfectly trained slut! You will wait for the command to cum! Understood?!”I obeyed his command and continued to pleasure my cunt my nipples had gotten very hard and erect. Master Jon was behind me rubbing. She put her fingers into my hair and began to pull; I knew it was only a matter of moments. I went back to rubbing my clit and as I felt myself ready to climax I also felt Charlene pulling my hair so hard I thought she was going to pull it out. I began to climax and I knew that as her body shook we both were in sink with each other. We both shook, I mean both of our bodies shook hard as we both kept climaxing. I kept working her clit as I kept rubbing my own. I could feel her and myself coming. The snow began to accumulate on the tree branches, roof tops, and lawns. I sensed a blanket of quiet that seemed to say, “Hush, I’m creating a masterpiece here.”Angie came over and we shared a meal of steak and mashed potatoes as we looked out over the changing landscape in my back yard.“It’s just so peaceful and perfect,” Angie said.“It always amazes me how the view can change so dramatically in such a short period of time. The scene outside is like a picture one might view in the pages of a.