I like you a lot more than I did when I first kidnapped you, but I won't let myself care too much and neither can you."I started to cry. "Oh shit, don...t do that," he said.I walked over to him and he took me in his arms. "It's not that I want to die, little one, I just don't have a choice," he said softly. I laid my head on his chest and continued to sob. He picked me up in his still strong arms and carried me into the bedroom.He laid me gently on the bed. "It's alright," I told him, "you can. “You can go a little faster if you like” I whispered to herShe slowly picked up the pace, pulling my cock up and down faster with each stroke. My cock was now fully hard and she could no longer fit her entire hand around my cock. Now that it was long and also makes up for in width I was finding it difficult to hold it inside my trousers and wanted it immediately out. She unzipped my pants and took out my cock and her soft hands started nurturing it with strokes.I was in heaven, it had been. It was the happiest day of my life, the day I received that pendant. I had not been serving Master for very long, just long enough for him to know that I had submitted to him entirely. I had spent an evening serving him, preparing his food, pouring his drinks and lighting his cigarettes, and was sat naked at his feet awaiting his next command.“Kneel” Master commands me.I positioned myself in front of Master, my legs tucked under me so that I was sitting on my heels, feet together, knees. I obeyed instantly and fell on my back on my sister's queen size bed, taking one of her big pillows and placing them behind my back, my cock pointing up invitingly.The girls sat down on both sides of me as my step mom took control. She grabbed my dick with her hand and started stroking it slowly. After a few strokes she drew her face closer to it and gently put the tip of my cock into her mouth. She gave the tip a warm lick and then removed her hand, slowly inserting more of my shaft into her.