She squeezed them as she looked into my eyes and asked. "Are you ready to consult with Phil?" I gasped at her boldness and groaned, "Yes Angela, I'm r...ady."Call me mistress, Karl." I'm ready, Mistress Angela. Please take me in to consult with Phil." Tell me what you really want, Karl. Why are you really here?" Please Mistress Angela; take me in to see your husband Phil so I can suck his dick!"Angela wrapped her fingers around my penis, gave it a gentle squeeze and directed, "Come with me."I. Why would she be sleeping in the middle of the day?Gracie, sweetheart, it really isn't all the safe to sleep on top of a zephti without me to keep you from falling.Zephti is sleeping too, the sleepy reply drifted to him.Where are you? He scowled when there was no response. Gracie, answer me, woman. Where are you sweetheart?In desert."Well, hell. That doesn't help me, woman!" His voice startled the zephti under him. He automatically reassured the animal."I'm not mad at you, girl. Just. You take what I give you. For your stupidity, I’m going to give you a punishment that you’ll never forget.” Coud released his slave, and then proceeded to unchain her. She fell to her knees but she was soon leashed and dragged to a corner of the dungeon. There she was placed on a chair that seemed to be leaning against the corner. Her back was at an angle. Coud then handcuffed her hands and had them locked above her head. Braces were placed around her knees, with chains forcing them to be. “Ohmigod...” I heard her mutter.But she helped her sister take them off, and I watched the ring of pale pink nylon sail across the room. My aunt shucked her own white panties off in a quick swish of motion and the two were nearly naked at last. Only the sexy dark stockings and pink garter belt remained.“Me first,” Elaine said quietly.I watched her breasts hang down pendulously as she kneed her way along the soft creaky mattress and knelt in the Islamic bow position between my mother’s legs..