Being fucked and being made to describe humiliating sex acts in detail whatever they may have been but also I had to be honest about how much I had en...oyed them. It always made my cheeks burn. Admitting how much I had liked whatever depraved act it had been. How much I liked being used for my Master’s ultimate pleasure. He loved hearing about it. He would often cum over my face as I told him. The woman got up and started putting her clothes on. She looked at me. “He has the recovery of a. "Huh..." I heard myself make a questioning noise. 'I wonder how I am going to keep from biting myself.'I extended my canines once again for a closer inspection in the mirror, from different angles. Touching them with a finger showed me how solid and sharp they were.A noise from the side breaks my concentration. Looking out through the door into the bedroom I can see him laying there on my bed, covered in only a sheet, his nicely muscled limbs spread out in different directions. He was so. Try to use that to divide and conquer, Master." Not going to happen, but when all logic gives out and you have one other way. It's the last hope. I just hope she doesn't try that with Joyce. Joyce will eat her alive." I laughed and they all giggled too.We all headed downstairs after stopping in the bathroom to freshen up. The girls were all up for drinking but I was more in the mood to follow up on Lisa. We found her sitting in my chair wrapped in a towel from the bathroom. Drinking some coffee. I knew it, my mother knew it. Even my father knew it. I assume he hit you?’ All the emotion Emily had been feeling, not just for the last week but ever since she had married Charles Garner, burst to the surface. In one stride, she reached George and screamed in his face. ‘You knew? You knew he beat me? You knew what he did to me and you did nothing? Damn you! Damn you!’ George’s stick clattered to the floor as he reached up to grab Emily’s hand which was about make contact with his cheek. ‘Yes,.