Then Mark put on a polo shirt , pants &running shoes I put on a mini-leather skirt, a pink halter top that said "cumpig" on it & 5 inch spiked heels ,...Mark wanted to make sure that people knew i belonged to him so i was also wearing a dog-collar that said "Mark's " he had Bill buy it it & have it especially engraved at the mall , 40 miles away from where we live. Thats where we were going today. Mark was explaining to me that i was going to get my tits pierced & nose ring . It was in. *“Do you like watching me?”* asked Mistress.*“Yes Mistress,”* I replied.*“Do you like sucking cock?”* Mistress asked.*“Yes Mistress,”* I replied again.*“Did you like tasting his cum?”* asked Mistress.*“YES, Mistress,”* I replied excitedly.*“Good boy,”* she replied. Mistress then walked over to James and Brad. Brad was lying on the bed, and Mistress leaned over with her face near his cock. *“You love to watch me work, don’t you?”* Mistress asked.*“Yes, Mistress,”* I replied.She began to suck. I couldnt keep my hands off her. I wanted her naked and in my tub. I grabbed for her shirt as soon as we walked through the bedroom door causing her to stop and turn towards me. I lifted it up with both my hands allowing them to caress her flesh as I did. Running my hands up her sides, under her arms, pushing them up and the shirt along with it on up her arms and then off. She had on a plain white lace covered bra. Her ample breasts bound by the contraption. I needed to see them hang off her. She may have even contemplated suicide while she was shaving her legs, though the thought of alleviation more or less made her laugh. Such a concept must be some kind of running gag in this small, senseless universe, right? In all of its cruelty and gravity, the horizons correspond only with their limits. When she cried, she cried alone, and so laughter had become an open wound. She was convinced that if she made it to Heaven, the cable would go out and the screen would scroll, lending her to.