Until one day she turned up wearing a tee shirt that had a couple of snails with their shells in um ... appropriate places, and I cracked up. Rose was...'t amused until I told her the story, and after that it wasn't long before we were in the back of my van, tee shirt discarded along with most of the rest of her clothing. I should tell you that the back of my van is fitted out for living, so we weren't shagging on a pile of tools or anything like that. She seemed to feel that I came out. She teased him by stopping him and pushed him onto the bed. "You thought that was it now, didn't you? Well, looks like I'm even kinkier than you expected. Since you've been so bad, how about we fix that with a little raw punishment?" He smiled oddly as he said, "Your sex is still better than the mistress." She bit her lip and began tying him to the bed with her removed lingerie. Afterward she bent to his penis and began sucking him as he helped hold up her hair and made her deep throat. Once. Do as I command. Take him.?Behind his Mistress, Nashan closed his eyes and silently beseeched Jatin to obey quickly. He could not disobey her. Willingly or unwillingly, Mistress would make him do it.Jatin also knew he had no choice. He was her slave, her word his law. As though in a dream, his hand moved to his fear-shrunk member and he began stroking himself. His lips felt cold, and his hand was shaking. He closed his eyes.?Eyes open? Jatin opened his eyes immediately but could not bring. About ten minutes later he walked into the kitchen in a pair of jeans and a polo. I was pouring his coffee wearing a pair of gym shorts and a white tank.“Now, that’s the best part of waking up,” he said.He pulled out a chair and sat at the table as I set his mug in front of him. The waffles already were on the table.As he started eating I leaned back against the counter facing him.“So, what do you want me to do today?” I asked.“You really don’t have to--”“I’m going to, anyway. What do you need.