You will be sorry. Clara thought about what he had to say. His anger scared her but it brought back the ache she had been feeling recently. The ache b...tween her legs. She squirmed in her seat. What had gotten into her recently? You little slut. Look at you now, squirming in the pew. Does it feel good? Pressing your thighs together like that? Clara felt her body responding to his language. She was a good girl, why did she like being called a slut and a whore. Inadvertently she found herself. Let me fill you in on a little background story first though. My girlfriend Laura and I are panty hose lovers, we have been for quite some time. We have always enjoyed having sex in them, seeing each other in them, and feeling each other in them. Originally it was my fetish, and when I told her it became hers as well. It was this fetish, however, that would seal our fates forever.Let me explain the plan to you. First, turn your T.V. screen to the Home Shopping Network. You see, it was on this. You tell the slave to impale her cunt on your raging cock while you lay on the bed, you order her to arch backward so that her head is high and her cunt flat on your pubic area? you tell her not to move. Your cock presses against the slaves clit. It is almost impossible for the slave to be still. You ask the slave girl what you are doing. The slave almost can’t speak because breath is coming in gasps. ?You’re fucking your slave girl, Master,? the slave finally manages to say. What part of your. Of course, we were both quite circumspect in not putting our blood related parts together in a way that could be considered incestuous in the eyes of the church as well as the law because in addition be being a sin, it was most definitely a crime with sordid aspects that need not be mentioned.I sped to the nearby dog park with the directions of the butler and saw that the place was humming with activity. Strangely, I didn’t see that many dogs and it looked like the males outnumbered the females.