I was going to give you the fucking you deserved but now I see I must remind you that it's not about YOU and what YOU want. It's about YOUR Master's p...easure and what HE decides to do with HIS slave. (smack!) HIS pussy. (smack!) HIS property. (smack!)." Emphasizing each "HIS" with a slap to my already swollen-red clit. My arms strained against the leather wrist cuffs, my hips were rising to meet the next erotic slap. Just one more please...just one more slap and I'll go over the edge. Instead. In his hand, he held a shepherd's staff that swung forward and backward in time with his step. The sandals on his feet flashed into periodic view as he strode confidently into the town. A gold medallion hung around his neck.He walked past the gathered men without pausing or looking, heading straight for the Mosque. They followed behind him, curious about the man that didn't greet them, watching his every action. He stepped up to the door of the Mosque. He raised the staff and slammed it, butt. I thought he wasn’t being completely truthful and pushed a little bit more. He finally blurted, “OK, total nudity but no crotch shots. We’d keep your front hidden but we’ll need topless close ups.” After some serious discussions between Joe and I and another conversation with Jim, we agreed to do it and set an appointment for the next day. Joe was a wild man in bed that night. Jim was paying good money, but Joe’s increased stamina was almost payment enough. When Joe and I showed up for the. At least, some nights. Mmmm, hmmm; you do that well." You used to say that I did the other well, as well. But you do have a point." So do you." Hey! No fair. If you tease the animal, I'm not going to try to keep him under control." As if you ever did. That does feel good, but you are going to hate me." Go right ahead. How you can complain of retaining water, I'll never know." Mystery of the universe. Wait for me." I suppose the foot rub has to start all over." No. But a minute's back rub would.