Her tears of pleasure and pain combined with her mascara, painting irregular streaks as they rolled across her flushed cheeks, a clear sign, surely, t...at the crop had successfully completed its maiden task of correction! She sat at my feet, looking up at me and smiling weakly. Her arms reached out and she beckoned me to help her to her feet although we both knew there was a far better way. I pushed her arms away before grabbing hold of her hair with my left hand and pulling her upright. My. But that was all she gave me of that, instead moving down to my dripping little hole and putting two digits inside. Slowly and easily she moved them in and out,and my hips found the rhythm. She curled her finger and a tiny mewling sound burst from my mouth as she triggered my g spot. I was in heaven, a thousand feet off the ground and I never wanted to come down… Kathlyn could see how hot I was, how ready. She didnt make me wait anymore. Moving her nectar covered fingers out of my tight little. Is that understood white sluts.“Yes, mistress,” they both said as Jenny removed her nightie and let it fall to the floor.“From now on all of you including Tom will be my toys to enjoy. Is that understood slut,” Laura asked slapping Mary hard on the ass cheek?“Yes mistress I am your toy”, Mary yelled out.“Get off my lap slut, I have invited my parents over for the weekend, and the house needs cleaning. You will clean it will the plug in your ass and report back here when it is done.” She slapped. I ached. Uncapping the bottle of oil, she poured it all over me, getting my arms and torso good and slick. She'd done the same to my cock, and despite her panties being black, I could see a dark spot where she'd gotten herself wet. She pulled her panties to the side, and moved up, rubbing her clit against the underside of my cock as her hips moved to and fro. A nice, slow pace. It felt nice—no, it felt amazing. She poured some more of the oil on herself, over her tits and tummy. Her.