“And the grand finale, the pièce de résistance...”“Omigod, just come out with it already,” I squeaked.“Ummm ... okay.” He paused for a m...ment in reflection. “You’ve really cranked up your snark abilities today, Jenna.” He paused for a moment. “I have a feeling that Aunt Flo is in town, huh?”“Don’t even go there, and I swear to God, in two seconds I’m going to stand up and walk out of here.” I wouldn’t actually do that, but it was fun to mess with him, and he was getting on my nerves just a. Her legs fell open lewdly as her body was racked with sobs. "G-get it out of me! Help meeeee! I don't wa-wa-want to get p-p-pregnant now!"I was dumbstruck. I had no idea what to do. I reached between her legs and put two fingers in her stretched pussy, intending to scoop out some of the cum inside. There must have been an awful lot up there ... I couldn't even feel the walls of her pussy. It was like dipping my fingers into warm custard."NOOOO! STOP!" she screamed, "Wha-what are you d-doing!. .”I invaded her personal space, naked as she, kneeling upright, drawing her into my chest. My erection, now throbbing in anticipation of a second inning, settled in between her fine dark breasts, and she tipped her face back, reaching to draw me into another kiss.We separated slightly, and she continued. “I really, really like your baking skills. You have given me some of the most wonderful cookies that I have ever had! But, before you drive me permanently crazy, or bruise my poor kitty some. A muffled groan came from the Mistress, as she recovered consciousness.“What the fuck do you think you’re doing!!” the Mistress yelled, as she shook her head to try and remove the muzziness she felt, and discovered the fact that she was trussed and quite helpless. “Release me this instant!” she commanded in tones of ice, and, such was the force of her personality, her slaves moved to obey. “Stop!” shouted the young woman, “Don’t listen to her. She’s the slave now!” and with a look of intense.