"Your love, Master, please." Jeannette begged him. She had been programmed downstairs. Masters orgasm was love, if she could get that, she would be lo...ed. If she could make him come in her, on her, anyway he wished she would be content She was programmed to need it. Devon was mildly surprised. Jeannette was programmed to understand that what the master gave was love, but to need it so badly wasn't programmed into her."Will you want my love slave?" Devon asked her, his cock resting on her pelvic. Of course I realised I wasbeing pathetic but after a while I did start feeling proud of the pain inmy ass, I remembered how I had slobbered over her dirty boots as shepunished me and I thought of all the degrading things I had donerecently. And so I stood there, in some discomfrt but with the largesterection I think I have ever had while Mistress watched T. She left theroom for a while. Even when she was gone I did as I had been told, I keptmy eyes closed, I kept her panties pressed to the wall. ‘Tim, stop fooling around you little pervert!’ I said, giggling. ‘Trust you to think of a twist on Hallowe’en costumes!’ Nessie relaxed and joined in the laughter as Tim accompanied us inside, an arm round each of us. Inside we ditched our coats, and as Nessie went to find Paul in the kitchen I hung back, putting my arms around Tim and pulling him close. ‘What do you think of the costume?’ I asked, giving him a twirl and a cheeky lift of my skirt to show my pert body off. ‘Good enough to rip. "I love you, just remember that. They can't take that away, no matter what they do." You are mine. I am yours." We kissed then, softly and sweetly. "Thank you for being my family."After the dryers had done their job, we brought our clean clothes back to the apartment and found John sitting with computer much like we left him. He looked up with a smile."Bring the clothes and I'll help fold while I catch you up on what I've got."We dumped the clean clothes in a pile on the floor and sat around.