I have no idea what I said but I am pretty sure there was a big “awwwwwwwwwww” in there somewhere.It is easy to lose track of one’s surroundings...at a time like that. I think Racheal had an orgasm when I did, but I am not absolutely sure. She was however sitting there with her eyes only partially open seemingly in an afterglow.Now truly aware for the first time in perhaps a minute or two, to my horror I noticed a substantial pool of my sperm right in the middle of the gusset of Racheal’s panties. I can't help myself, I reach down and rub my clit, and cum again. It is so strong, I almost lose consciousness as the waves of pleasure take me. As they subside and I gather my wits, I look up and see you in the doorway. You have been watching the whole thing. "Make yourself cum again slut, I want to watch you cum for me" I obey, rubbing my clit and feeling my orgasm wash over me again.You control me. What I wear. What I do. When I piss. When I cum. You own me.Zoe is a very normal,. Worse than fever, though was the experience of being in icy cold water for hours on end, almost totally naked. Coupled with whippings and cigarette burns, she had not only learnt to do what she was about to do now, but also a plethora of difficult, degrading and exhausting services that her cruel mistress demanded of her. If she still maintained an air of haughtiness, that was simply because it served her mistress' purposes. Inside, she was her personal sex slave.The slave now began to get. . after some time she said ‘ ” Veenu tu meri ungliyan chod de ab , main ab khud hi chalana chahti hoon , tu apna haath free rakh” And I freed her fingers . Now my one hand was free and the other one was pressing the bellows . She was immersed in the moving of her fingers and when her saaree pallu left her chest and fell down none of us knew , resulting in baring her sexy stomache , baring her low cut blouse and the her breasts were nearly fully visible ,her low blouse could barely hide her.