Of course i cleaned it quickly, and lingered as long as I could around his musk-smelling manhood before he pushed my head away and put it back insid... his pants. He said, "im going to bed, slut. I'll check on the condition of the house in the morning, and if it is fucked up in any way, your ass is grass, you cunt". i nodded in approval and he climbed into his king-sized bed perched 4 feet off the ground, while I disrobed into my nightie and rolled up into my tiny dog basket at the foot of. It wasn't long but was extremely thick in my little hand as I caressed it beneath the thin fabric. "You like that?", he asked, "do you like how it feels?"."Mmm-mmm yes, it feels wonderful", I told him and boy did it ever. I could feel it throbbing beneath my fingers as I ran my hand up and down on it. Suddenly, I felt Jim's hand on my hip, caressing me and reaching back to squeeze my tight little butt cheeks in his big hands, pulling tighter against him, trapping my hand around his hard cock.. I look at myself in the mirror above the table,knowing that my makeup is what Mistress expects-perfect for a young woman,not overdone.There is a full-length mirror in the maid's quarters. I take off my robe,folding it and gently placing it on my bed, and then watch myself in themirror as I begin to put on my lingerie. A black satin bra; it holds thebreast forms in place and conceals them. I still need them, since my ownbreasts are still too small for Her liking. She has already told me thatthe. She picked up the long soft device and realized it had some kind of a semi-rigid spine inside that was bendable to keep it in the shape you purposefully bent it to. She took it to the sink and ran it under some hot water and washed it from end to end with a little soap and her hands.It been enough months since she'd dumped her last boyfriend that she enjoyed the feel of the fake dick in her hands as she cleaned it and imagined she was cleaning the real thing from an impossibly long guy and.