Unless he is dusted as my previous master was, centuries ago, she belongs to him for eternity. Always his. Always enslaved to him.“You should also k...ow that you can keep mortals as servants, but they will die in time. They don’t age while their collars are on, but they grow old and die once they are removed. Yes, there are collars for mortal slaves, and they are about the same as ours, but the key difference is that the mortal collars are black, while ours are red. I think that you’d enjoy the. I figured she could either say yes or no. She didn't say anything. She just opened her mouth and started licking it. Watching her take this substantial pole greedily into her mouth was almost more than I could handle.I was sure not to feed it to her too fast for fear of her gagging and then losing her desire and drive to continue. So I held it steady above her face, and she actually started lifting her head up off the table and accepting more and more each time. I knew she wasn't about to try. Just to know that her words alone can make him touch his cock and bring himself to cum. As she is telling him what she wants to do to his cock, her hand goes into her panties and she feels how wet she has become. Naturally she lets him know that she is wet and warm, she tells him she is putting her finger on herself. That she is rubbing her clit it is so wet and warm that it makes it easy to lightly at first touch herself. She lets him know the faster she rubs her clit the closer she is to. .my mouth waters watching your fingers squeeze your shaft firmly as you stroke it forward & back...knowing you have full control of when and where you choose to shoot your cum...looking up at you my brilliant blue eyes sparkle and beg for your thick creamy juices...I hear movement…someone approaching...I struggle to look...my restraints prevent me from turning to see…I look up at you fear in my eyes...you smile at me reach your hand down to touch my face…your fingers trace my lips..you take a.