I lean up and kiss you as the edge of my thumb rubs over your erect clit, the little button hard as my finger slowly sinks deeper into you, catching y...ur moans in my mouth as I kiss you. I slip a second finger deep inside you, my fingers slowly rotating deep inside you as you moan. Your hands feverishly grip my boxer and almost rip them off, my hard cock springs to attention, I move slowly withdrawing my fingers, your buck your hips up as you feel them leaving you, but soon you can feel my. ‘Thank God, I thought to myself. Master is having pity on his poor submissive, and my punishment is over’: but it wasn't. To my horror he replaced it with a bigger one. This one, a huge ruby red dildo gleamed as if on fire in the dim bedroom light. I was a thick as my arm (four inches around) and as long as my Master’s arm (eighteen inches). I couldn't scream anymore. I had no energy, no voice; I felt as if my most precious privates had been assaulted by an army of cruel strangers. Master John. He grilled me for two hours trying to catch me in a lie. When he realized that he wasn't able to, that's when he went to work on me. All I could do was duck and cover and hope he gave up soon. After about five minutes I realized that wasn't going to be the case so I did what I usually do when this kind of thing happens and that was to retreat into my own mind closing off the pain from the slaps, punches and kicks, But some thing was different this time.Instead of seeing the thoughts of my mind. All you need to do is pick something and our 'benefactors' will provide the knowledge." Well," Mindy spoke up again, "I'll pick something but I don't want to have anything to do with tanning leather. What I've read in books, it sounds messy." You don't have to take on jobs that you're not comfortable with," I declared firmly, glancing about as I did, "but I do think we need to take on a few projects that will help us reclaim skills that our ancestors had and that most of us have forgotten..