"I see you are nice and wet. Is that from your spanking or from me touching you?" i inquired."Both." She replied. "But i was already excited waiting f...r you to come over and spank me. I just got more excited and wetter as you spanked me." "Well, since are so wet, I think its time to remove your thong." I told her. She raised her hips as I pulled the thong down her thighs and off of her feet."There, now nothing is in the way. We can continue on with your spanking." I smiled."Oh, yes. Spank my. Moreover they had been deprived of all body hair. Attached to their nipples, by means of tiny rings and thin, little chains, were pendant jewels. From the centre of the belt, at the front, hung another jewel, falling almost the swelling hump of the sex, pointing heart-shaped is if to emphasise the revealing starkness of their nudity.These accoutrements, this nudity, were standard for all slave girls in the Palace, though the bejewelled decorations might vary considerably. Nose rings were. “No you’re not; I didn’t give you permission”. She yelped and groaned with both pleasure and frustration. “Please….. PLEASE MASTER!!!” she let out almost crying. Chris returned to sucking her clit and fingering Tasha and probed her butt with his pinky. She gasped “No, not that; I’m not ready”. In a booming almost growl Chris barked “What did I say Tasha?! You are MINE tonight; you’ll do whatever I want!”. “….yes Master” she said lightly almost sheepishly “… I trust you”. “Good girl” he said. " What was he going to put in it, she wondered. His hand slipped behind her head and lifted it off the pillow. She opened her mouth more and something hard pressed against her front teeth. When he tightened it behind her head, she realized it was a ball gag. When had he bought a ball gag? He stepped away again, and the disorientation returned. She felt almost drunk, like when you lie down and the room spins and you get dizzy, even though you're flat on your back. Two fingers anchored her back.