The day was long and wearing, the patient had a fetish about plastic mackintosh coats…don`t ask!... but I do ‘sometimes mourn the passing’ of me...tal hospitals! As usual after he left my cook delivered me a magic meal and then toddled off home, asking as she went “if that would be all?” in a most provoking way, and asking should she wear anything special next day if I was serious about the dungeon, to which I replied that “as long as she wore something to go home in and the locals didn’t find. . you wanna touch it? Hold it?" No.. I..." I say blushing but she looks pleadingly at me."Please sissy? Like I so need you to hold it..." She squirms. "M..mistress will be like sooo cross with me if you don't..." Okay," I reply reaching out and cupping the little cage in my hands.There's little drops of pre-cum leaking from it, but what really strikesme is the weight of the cage. It must be gold...and worth a fortune. "W..wow.. it is gold! Your Mistress must think a lot of you.. s.. sort of...". "Illegals," I said. They were not all that happy to be in the states. They were cowering. "Looks like they might not be here of their own free will," I said."Damn, it would be so much easier to land them on some desolate beach in Florida," I said."Think about it. If you bring them ashore in Florida, you have to worry about landing then in a state with a coast line that the coast guard patrols. Once ashore there is the problem of transporting them up the coast. As you said they don't look too. I glide slowly upwards, my soaking cunt drenching you and making it effortless but oh so fucking delicious. I love the way your cock stretches me, and when I fuck you slowly like this I can luxuriate in that sensation, but with how close to cumming I already am, combined with the insistent pressure of my fingers on my clit working in the way I’ve learned brings me off most quickly for your pleasure, it is mere seconds before my pussy is squeezing your cock tightly as I cum hard, and wet,.