“This is it, I’m about to make your ass as red as a Pyjak’s. If you want to back out now then say so, if you feel like you can’t take any more...then scream “Peebee is the greatest” at the top of your little human lungs and I’ll stop, alright?”“Please, just spank me already.” Sara moaned back weakly. By now she was surely in a state of peak arousal and could offer nothing else.“Say no more then.” Peebee acknowledged as she drew her hand back and brought it down with an almighty slap that wobbled. I acted to not look at her but checked her out from all the angles while giving her clothes. But nothing much happened after that.I came back to my house but the story doesn’t end here. A twist is yet to come.After a few days, my mom asked me to deliver some pickles to my aunt’s house in the morning. I went there and saw her alone in the house as usual. I was so excited to see her after so long. I was dying to feel her touch and warmth.I gave her the pickle she kept it on the table. And. He unzipped his jeans allowing me more access to him. I stroked his cock up and down. Then I knelt at the bed and pulled his jeans from him. I raked my nails up his legs and grabbed his boxers. I tugged at them as his penis caught the elastic band. I worked them over the edge and watched as inch after inch was exposed. I pulled them over his toned legs then licked my way up them. I got to his crotch and slid my tongue up eight inches of him. I could hear him breathing heavily and looked up to. However, I don’t see myself calling him, ‘Bert,’ any time soon.”The King smiled. “Yes, dear. I realize that he might be intimidating to some.” He smiled more. “He is rather stern.”“He’s always so proper. I’ll bend him to my will soon enough though.”“I’m sure you will. In some ways, I’m glad you don’t live here full-time. You would totally disrupt discipline.”Jam grinned. “But it’s so much fun to be around her, Sire.” I blushed. We left shortly thereafter with me giving him a hug and kiss. Jam.