“What do you mean?” she asked, looking slightly surprised.“Finn and I go way back,” I answered. “In his games, losers get punished.”She sm...led and said, “You do know Finn, don’t you? The loser gets fifty swats with a leather paddle. Usually Finn himself does it, but if there are any tricast winners, they get to do at least half.”Finn stepped out into the center of the room. He was looking fit and happy. I could tell. I had seen him when he was neither. “Ladies and Gentlemen,” he said loudly,. "Good girl......now kiss up the shaft."I did as she bid, kissing all the way up to the plumb shaped head."Now all sissy white boys love to suck big black cock so go ahead."I took the head into my mouth and sucked again keeping eye contact."Good girl."As the dildo hit the back of my throat I gagged and made to pull away, butmistress stopped me by placing her hands on the back of my head. She did nothowever push any further in just stayed at the edge of my gag reflex,causing my eyes to water. Her fiancée said "Hello Baby, c'mon, don't worry!!!" "What?!" Deira said as her fiancée pushed down his sweat pants. He wasn't wearing underwear so she saw his cock, it was huge and hard, the first real, live one she had seen. She hid her face for a second, then looked up and giggled to hide her nervousness. She had to either go with it or get out of the situation at this point. She made her decision. She mimicked the porn she had watched on the internet. She grabbed his cock and before she. "Your mom's already asleep. You need to sleep, too, because tomorrow you'll need your strength. We'll have work to do. Okay?" But..." Shhhh! No buts, okay? Worrying tonight won't solve anything. We'll have time to worry tomorrow, but let's not do that until we know what the situation really is. Tomorrow things will probably turn out to be better than they seem to be tonight, and we'd be worrying about non-problems. Pixies have better things to do than worry about non-problems. Okay?"Her.