“Crawl over to the footstool and lie across it with your little ass up,” he commanded. kata began to crawl on her hands and knees to the footstool... but was stopped by Master’s hand in her hair. “On your belly, idiot! Inch like an inchworm so I can see your little ass and slave heat!” kata immediately sank to her belly and began to inch along, her ass cheeks and sopping pussy splaying open every time she lifted herself. She dragged herself to the footstool and slung herself across it, clasping. We were already in the bathroom so I stepped into the bathing area and started the shower. Jack sat on the bathroom floor and watched me as I bathed. I asked him to join me and told him I would clean him up. He walked into the bath area next to me. I worked up a good lather and began to apply it on his wet body. I kneeled down to clean his dick which was now flaccid and lifeless and my touch had no effect on it anymore.Jack bathed me in the same way but after he had applied soap all over, he. She repeated the procedure and this time when she slid it out between her lips, I could feel that she was sucking on it hard as it slipped out of her mouth. There was a loud “Pop” coming from her mouth she was sucking so hard and then her lips turned upward as she asked, “Is that hard enough?” “That was perfect,” I said with a smile on my face. “That was perfect.” She opened her mouth and went down on me with more force this time as she sucked her cheeks in and slid it out once again. This. Stewart."Vangie didn't quite know what to do, but guessed. She rose and stood in front of Jan and said, "Mistress, I'm Slave Vangie. I'm not young — I'm forty-five years old — so I can't be used for breeding purposes. I know absolutely nothing about housekeeping. I can't cook, and can't even mix a drink."Cradling her breasts she said, "These are my breasts. They are soft and flabby. Although I have only been naked for a few hours, lacking their usual support, they hurt already." Slaves don't.