The Mistress ignored him as she enjoyed more of her feast. After wiping her mouth, she again addressed her slave. ?You have spoken in my presence wi...hout my permission. You keep disappointing me. Oh well, you will serve me in some fashion to redeem yourself? The accountant slave cowered in fear. The Mistress turned her full attention to him. ?I am going to put Darwin’s ‘Survival of the Fittest’ theory to the test, worm. Since you are definitely not ‘fit’, I just don’t think that you will. Her ass cheeks just peeking out from the tiny black shorts and when she turned to kiss me I noticed she was sporting a perfect camel toe. As I kissed her I couldn't help but run a finger between her pussy lips pushing the little pants up in her pussy even more. She jumped back and told me to quit it, she started to pull the legs of the shorts down to get the shorts out of her lady slot but I stopped her. Leave it I said, you look so sexy. She shook her head and said OK you pervert but John is. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if somebody as vibrant and young had gotten hurt because nobody decent gave her a ride to safety. I felt this was a sign from God. Perhaps giving me a second chance or was it a second chance to sin.I decided I would pick her up. Whatever happened next would decide my fate. I would just take her to her destination and if by chance she wanted more. I’d give her more. I would just wait and see what she wanted. The goodness in my soul hoped that she was a good. Fern stroked me up and I came like I'd never cum before.Fern pulled the rope coming from the direction of the bucket, loosening the pull on the hanger. She untied the rope from the hanger, and Jason let the bucket down to the floor. I sighed in relief.But rather than gently release the clamps from my nipples, Fern simply pulled the hanger as hard as she could, ripping it from my nipples. I sat up with the pain, but Fern pushed me back down. She pointed to the camera, and Jason turned it off.