”“So you are saying you don’t trust your Master, and you don’t want my cock.”“I trust you, Sir, but things happen. I will do anything else... Master.”“You were told, if you ever wanted my dick again, you would never call me sir and always call me Master when not in public. You also already said you would do anything if I didn’t make you fuck a stranger.”“I’m sorry, Master. Please, forgive me.”“Only if you agree, in writing, that you will let me film you. I collect fuck films, and I don’t let them. When I had finally manoeuvred the ring into place, my fingers were pretty sore. She had bitten me several times, but luckily parts of the gag-gear caught in her mouth had prevented worse injuries.I wiped her saliva off my hands with my shirt, letting the complex tack dangle for the moment. The metal loop was so large that I had had to angle it in order to wedge it between her jaws. Rho would not be able to push it out in time.With fingers dry again and less smarting, I attended to the most. ”She started to have a difficult time breathing now. Her snatch was becoming increasingly wet. “Uhm, master, I enjoyed the movements and sensations. I guess I also enjoyed the freedom.”“The freedom?” I inquired curiously.“Ehm, I didn’t have to care about what anybody thought and could just let whatever feeling I had go free.”I smiled and intensified her vaginal massage by adding some tongue. It didn’t take long before I had her on the tip of an orgasm. I quickly stopped and watched her as she. " And I'm glad you're coming to our – uh – engagement party." Rachel held out her hand."I thought it was for the panel report." That, too. It means we can count you and the twins." Yeah. It's quite amazing. By the time I get my degree I might be considered human." The commission report is only part of it," Rachel added. "The Referendum'll be even more important." Of course."The signs are promising. A 22-member panel - representing all sides of politics and including several of the nation's most.