Finally, she heard him utter, “You win!”A moment later, Heather’s mouth was full of cum. One huge spurt, followed by another, then another. The ...irst splashed against the back of her throat and she nearly gagged. The second against the roof of her mouth. The third glazed her tongue. She savored the flavor. She swallowed eagerly. She guzzled down every drop he had to offer her. Heather slurped the cock out of her mouth and let it fall against his body—finally limp.With that task complete,. His son had clearly taken the Organization's maxim to heart - 'spare the whip and spoil the slave'!She was so exhausted she thought she wouldn't even make it back as far as her master's apartment - she would have to crawl if Marek kept pulling her along by her collar chain. Alexa wasn't just extremely tired - she was very sore as well. Her body ached all over, especially inside down below. But she was secretly pleased with herself having finally managed a faultless performance of the randomly. Uncle Clyde asked Fay if she minded letting us have some privacy. He suggested that she might want to wait a few minutes in the lobby.Uncle Clyde said that since I had visited him a week before, he had gotten some bad news. He had been diagnosed as having terminal cancer. He had less than a year and a half to settle his affairs.Clyde reminded me that his wife had been killed in the crash that had put him in a wheel chair. They had no children together but she had a son by a previous marriage.. From a window high up on the other side came the scream of a young man. A servant failing some task or a slave being made to play his master's cruel game.The sunlight only reached a few stories down, and where we were the mid-morning was nothing more than a feeble dawn. Only the typical tall, black carts pulled by sweating, running slaves were narrow enough to fit through these alleys, and woe to the man who did not find a portal to hide in when they passed. Somber, robed shadows passed us as.