‘Do. You. Under. Stand?’ ‘Huhuhhhhhhuhhhh… Ahhh… Yes… Yes, Mistress.’ Still looking pissed, she strode off, leaving Drake hanging by his...wrists. He sobbed softly, his face in pain where the bit had cut it, his chest, stomach, sides, and thighs screaming in pain where the crop and cane had left huge welts, and to top it all off his groin throbbed in beat with his pulse. Raell was furious. She wanted to go back and run her claws down the slave’s chest, but decided that his seeing his own organs. It was a comfortable form of play for both of us, either before or after an anal session.She would get on her knees and fuck my dick with her tits. When soaped up, her tits were large enough that she could take one in each hand and squeeze them around my cock. Her soft breasts were firm and warm and, when soaped up and held against my erection, it was tight like her vaginal walls.On some weekends when I did not have to work, we would wake up and fuck and then hit the shower and one thing would. Please.”He said, “Don’t stop what faggot?”I said, “Please don’t stop fingering my asshole.”He said, “That is your pussy boy. Tell me again.”I said, “Please don’t stop fingering my pussy.”He said, “You want your pussy fucked faggot?”I said, “Yes please. Fuck my pussy.”I felt him spin me around where I was on my hands and knees with my ass hanging off the bed. I was thinking fuck what am I doing? He’s too big. He was lubing up his cock and I said, “Please go slow. You are too big.” He said,. Her tongue snaked out, long like her mother's, the tip of it made contact with the precum before darting back into Britney's mouth to taste it. It was almost sweet, she decided she wanted more. Daddy looked on as Britney's surprisingly long tongue licked around the tip of his cock, before she began dragging it up the entire underside of his cock. He continued to groan, her lips hadn't even made contact with his cock yet. Britney was in heaven just licking the yummy precum off Daddy's shaft,.