Tell me!" Oh master A, I'm Your pain slut! Please! I beg you, make me cum!"I crawled next to her and kissed her deeply. Moving close to her ear lobes,...I whispered, "Pain is pleasure, and you are here for my pleasure." I moved my tongue, down her neck, past her breasts, and down to her taunt abdomen. I rested my head on her stomach and began playing with the clothes pins. She cried out as a flicked them back and forth, again and again. She was totally at my mercy. I thought of all the times she. I couldn’t hold on much longer. I was fucking Whitney so hard, and her sisters knelt right next us. Stacy leaned over and gave me a sloppy tongue kiss, and grabbed my ass and helped me fuck harder. Missy played with her sloppy pussy just inches from Whit's face, Whitney was definitely getting a nose-full of all that cunt!"Whitney, baby! I fucking love you!"And my orgasm started from my toes and fingertips, rushed through my whole body and exploded out my cock. Whitney felt my pulsing member and. Once my mom closes the door I scramble to the window. And as soon as I hear my moms car pull out of the driveway I rush to get my phone. After about 30 minutes with nobody returning, I text my Master, telling him of my unsupervised week alone. Within minutes I get a reply back. Slave, strip naked and prepare yourself. When you are done, sit by the door waiting for me. I will be there in about 30 minutes. Rushing around, I strip off my clothes and put on the collar, cuffs, nipple clamps, and. Strangely he couldn’t help but dislike the man she was sitting with – they must have come here for a business meeting and/or a quick date. Tall, dark, and handsome was the summation. Either she is unattainable or I’m going to have some competition. Just then, Walt began to cackle again, jarring Peter out of his reverie. ‘You might want to ask if she wants something to drink, young man. You might not get another chance.’ ‘I have no idea what you are talking about. Seeing things again, Old Man?’.