"Your dripping water on the floor. You know your slave could have dried you off," Brandi said as they walked."A little water isn't going to hurt them....I just have to get your hot little cunt down to the game room," Mike replied, turning to lead the girl down a dark narrow set of stairs.Mike flipped on the lights at the bottom to reveal a dungeon, complete with rack and pillory. One wall was covered with implements of torture, some Brandi recognized, the whip, tawse, paddle and a selection of. Only once had she ever come in David’s presence, when they had been kissing with David on top of her and, unbeknown to him, his leg had been rubbing against her groin which caused her to come. Luckily David hadn’t noticed.“Do you want me to make you come? I can you know!” Beth’s eyes widened.“How can you do that?”“I read it in a book I found in my parents’ bedroom.” He said truthfully, deciding to skip over his session with Lucy last week. Despite herself Beth was intrigued. Did David really. ”“It’s obvious if you know what to look for.”“I suppose it is. Why June?”“June is a racist. She hates Whites with a passion. She particularly hates White women.”“You’re definitely management potential to discover that so quickly.”“What’s with Gale’s boss? I had to tell him twice that people have accused her of making racist remarks. He should have been all over her ass after the first time.”“He’s too busy lusting after some guy in Accounting to pay much attention to his job.”“Really?”“Yes. If. My mouth was so very dry and I rolled my tongue around to get some wetness in there.“Thank you, mommy,” I said again and she smiled.“Look at how much you leaked today,” she chuckled looking down at the floor where my precum puddle had formed.“I am sorry mommy,” I apologized. “I couldn’t help it. I am so horny.”“Not your fault baby. Mommy knows that she has been teasing the shit out of you the last few weeks. I think it is time for your milking honey. I know that it has not been a month since.