Besides, there was more to this than met the eye."What was I doing, Mother?" she asked calmly, a small smile coming to her lips. "Tell me what you tho...ght I was doing. Describe it to me, Mommy."Christine clenched her jaw and made a thin line of her full lips. Her nostrils flared slightly. "Don't you toy with me, you young slut, or I'll..."Robin looked at her mother levelly. "Yes, Mommy?" Her lip curled slightly. "Whatever you're thinking of doing if I disobey you, are you sure it would be all. I recognised the taste and she must have realised it. “Tasting cum are you slut” she said “yes, your husband has just fucked me. You would have liked it. While he fucked me Andy was fucking him. He seemed to like it”. She left and I removed and ropes around my boobs but left the clamps on my nipples. They were numb and it didn’t hurt anymore. Like a good sex slave I washed everything and left them on the bed and returned to the terrace. Everyone was gone except for Andy, Rebecca and a naked. A bit more sexy than usual, although my coworkers are used to my rather sexy outfits. I put on a sweater dress that reaches mid-thigh. Under that I wear a tight thin lace body and opaque black stay up stockings. Of course I wear my new luxurious Prada suede black boots. I call you once I am free to go. I come to meet you at the hotel bar we set for our meeting. I am trembling as I strut into the deserted bar and see you sitting there. I remember the way you fucked me last time, how my voice was. Over my knee, I repeated with more force than before, making sure that she knew I was serious about this command. Julies doe-like eyes stared at me in disbelief before she reluctantly obeyed my order and laid her torso across my lap, her thinly covered cunt resting against my thigh. I let my gaze wander down the length of her spine, her soft flesh smooth and spotted with small moles about her shoulders, the black straps of her bra accentuating her complexion with its striking contrast..