Instructed to lick, I brought my tongue toward her pussy but intent on keeping control of the situation, I teased her licking up and down the area, sl...wly building intensity and speed. Concentrating on the clitoris with my quickening tongue strokes, I felt Victoria’s body begin to arch and her fists pound on the car roof as she neared her second orgasm of the night. Continuing the rhythm and speed, Victoria’s cum squirted into my face, just like it had done onto my cock, as she reached her. I wanted to scream. I wanted to tell him to push more of his fingers into me and fuck me with them. I wanted him. All of him.I started gyrating my hips around the motion of his fingers. I pushed forwards slightly but this only caused my bum to perch further out on the chair. I felt a thumb stroke my pussy and then I shuddered as his thumb rubbed over my clit.I made so much noise that I never heard him move, but the next feeling was one that nearly made me climax. It was sheer delight that put. Desmond wrapped my hands in some athletic tape and has me waiting outside the door for what he says will be a noticeable signal. How am I going to know that, I’ve never done this before? Still waiting when I hear Wilma’s voice start talking about ‘her loser boyfriend’ and I figure that’s the point to kick the door in, I back up to the rail and deliver a solid kick to the door knob. It’s not like the movies, the door doesn’t really splinter, it just flies open for the most part and the sight has. I must have looked even more foolish than usual…my two sub-Masters were giggling softly at my reaction. Here I was completely shaved, on my knees in my red girl’s frilly underwear with a butt plug up my ass, a dog collar around my neck, a pair of tit clams grabbing my tits, kneeling before an electronic icon, sweating and shaking in my own living room!As I looked at the floor, I remembered fanaticizing about what Master looked like. I had never asked him, of course, even though he had seen.