” I could always tell when Nick became strict Master in place of sweet boyfriend because the tone of his voice lowered and he articulated his words ...ore clearly. He meant it. He obviously noticed my hesitation because his eyes softened. “Is that okay?” he asked in a less severe voice. Actually I hadn’t hesitated out of any reservations, but out of shocked excitement. My Master had arranged for me to be double-dommed tonight. Wow! “Yes, Master,” I managed to whisper through the myriad of. I pull down a strap of the dress. I slide my hand down and our fingers meet at my clit. I go further down. I am really wet now. I pull my hand back up and use my own juices as a lubricant around my exposed nipple. It's now glistening in the dark. You bury your face in my pussy once more. You want to taste me. Your tongue begins to flick the clit. Faster and faster. I arch my back. My juices flow all over your face now. I am trembling. You come up. You want me to taste my own juices. Want to. ..”“Not maybe,” the woman says sternly. “That was your intention.”” She pauses briefly to look him over. “You normally hide your emotions well. Why are you blushing like you’ve been caught doing something naughty?”“I’ve told you before,” he says with a grin. He knows where this is headed.“That I remind you of your mother,” she states. Alan nods. “Is that why you enjoy fucking me?”“Yeah,” he blurts out before he thinks. “I mean, it is one reason. You are quite attractive...”“But... ?”“But,. Now I need to focus all of my attention on getting him to provide an opening for me to escape. Every waking moment must be spent on this. So I do need to think this through. And decisions I make could matter. What a concept. I need to encourage him to have these feelings for me. Which means there may be a lot of yecch but that is better than torture. Is it? The whipping he gave me was painful but it was not unbearable. If he tried to express his fondness for me by setting me down on my.