That was until Isabel pulled the vibrator from her pussy and switched it off; placing it on the bed next to Melissa. Melissa wanted to complain at the...sudden extraction and complete loss of her orgasm. But she dared not. In her mind the words ‘NO’ cried out but they were immediately curtailed; nothing escaped her mouth except for a mild whimper. A cry of pity at why she was being punished after all the nice things she did for Isabel earlier. “Were you close?” Asked Isabel. Melissa nodded. “How. “He’s really hot. He introduced us to BDSM,” Lisa said giggling. Dee giggled, too. “How is it … BDSM?” Mel asked seriously. “It is so fucking sensual! If you truly love black men, you will love it. We call it …” “…African-ization,” Lisa interrupted. “Being submissive is the ultimate experience with a black cock,” Dee said, almost blushing. She never expected discussing such a subject with her daughter, but she was getting used to it. “African-ization? I read about that,” Melissa said. “We. Whilst You were eating I would make sure I was at hand to keep Your glasses topped up and for any task that You may set me.After each course I would clear away and then wash up after You had finished the meal. I would then make myself available for You and Your friends’ play.At Your desire I imagine I would be strapped over Your coffee table at first for the delectation of You and the other Mistresses, taking turns to spank, cane flog or whip me as the fancy took You or perhaps to be used as. Chai banate wo mere sath touch kar rahi thi muje bohut maza aaraha tha, ek bar wo palta aur uss ke boobs mere arm ke sath touch huie wah maza aaya. Mai ne ek hath uss ke shoulder pe rakh deya wo kuch nahi boli. Fir ham chai peene lage fir uss ne kaha ek baat boolon raj maine kaha haan bolo. Tum bohut muscular ho muje bohut shok hey tumhari muscles dekhne ka bura maat manna plz, mai ne kha iss mai bura hi kya hey kehte hoie maine aapni t_shirt utaar di, wo boli wah tumhari muscles tu bohut badya.