I then rammed them down her throat gagging her. “Give me some tears.” She gagged more, “just one little tear for master then I’ll stop this....�� She continued to such on my fingers, and then I got what I wanted, a single tear trickled down her cheek causing her mascara to run down her face. I took my fingers out and rubbed her saliva over her lips. “Good girl, now assume the position again.”I got up and she put her head back down, and her ass back up. I gave her another lashing, “nineteen”. She called out my name and asked me to come inside the kitchen, I went there, she asked me if i can grab a utensil from the upper compartment of the kitchen shelf. i stood up on the stool, it had a uneven leg so it started shaking when i climbed on it, she quickly grabbed and leaned on the stool to provide support, my foot was right in front of her tits so i slowly pretended to reach the utensil and touched her tits with my toes, she didn't move and i was enjoying this for a while. I took. {Full shields everyone, } I said as I stopped in front of the house.A man, who appeared to be in his mid to late twenties was sitting in a wheelchair on the porch. His head was lolled to the side, and although his eyes were open, they were vacant. Cindi and I did a quick scan of him. {He's the one who's surface thoughts we were reading, } she told me.{Guys, I don't think he's capable of breaking into Tim's brain, } I said. {I'm not picking up any telepathic ability at all.}{Jude and I aren't. "You stupid cunt! You are hear to please me! You do not worry about if you cum or not!" You groan... ashamed that you like being my bitch. What kind of man enjoys being degraded by a woman? What kind of man hopes to be fucked in the ass, if he performs and pleases his Mistress? You do. Your asshole is buzzing just reading these words I write for you. You will probably even finger your asshole as you jerk off to these words, trying to satisfy the craving of needing it violated. I ride you.