“This is now the third time that you have coughed up slime from your pathetic little cock. This time I shall punish you in an exemplary manner. Slav... Mistress Slave--------------------------------Craig looked scared.A real look of fear spread over his face as he eyed the evil crop that dangled from Mistress Monique’s hand. Then there was another component of this scene that he did not understand. Who was the beautiful woman who knelt like a gorgeous masked doll by her mistress’ side?Craig. The usually stern-faced man was smiling a satisfied smile all the way back to the mainland and his wife looked at him suspiciously because she knew what a shit-hole the island was with absolutely no relief from stress to be found anywhere.Sister Angela was directed to her quarters on the top floor of the monastery and she took a quick shower to refresh her body after the harrowing journey. It was one thing to be banished and quite another to be dirty unnecessarily when water and soap were. I told him to sit up against the headboard and watch me. I slid the big dildo in and out of my wet pussy, moaning with each thrust. I made sure I was right in his face. He could watch that big toy fuck me and not do anything about it. I fucked myself right in his face with the dildo untill I was ready to cum again, and I screamed out my orgasm as my wet cunt jerked all over the place. I was sweating and breathing hard. "See, I dont need you." I laughed at him some more...Then I bent and sucked. She was tossing her head from side t side violently trying to escape this last violation. She felt the grip of firm hands of lackeys on her holding her face down. Her nose crushed to the cold wood of the table. Then she felt a hand lift a large quantity of hair from her back. She tensed every muscle and tears streamed from her eyes as the dagger just to the side of her face as plucked noisily from the wood. Then an all too familiar, but closer than ever before to her skin, she felt the chill of.