‘You really are the Slut of my dreams,’ he said, opening my mouth with his fingers and shoving my own knickers in, before closing my mouth again. ... felt my legs shake and thought I was going to fall but Master held me up. He looked down at my naked body and my eyes followed his. The cum that drenched me all over was so profuse and layered so thick that even the cold night air was not drying it. I could still make out the words that Master had written on my body earlier. ‘cum slut’ emblazoned in. Do you think she can provide the 'personal' services we really need?" "Oh, I am sure she can, John, why don't you see for yourself", cooed Elaine. John walked over and stood in front of Gary. He placed his hand under Gary's chin and gently tilted Gary's face up so he was forced to look directly into Johns eyes. "Elaine tells me that you will do whatever you are asked to do. That's critical to us for any salesperson we deal with." Elaine then walked over to John and began to remove his shirt,. You open the door to room, shutting it safely behind you. Flipping thelights on you wash, cleanse, and brush up. You find the luscious nightgown under the pillow, slipping it over your head, the thin strapsresting on your shoulders, the built in bra cushioning your softchest, and cool softness enveloping you. You need a glass of water soyou go back to bathroom. On the floor by the door is an envelope, wasit there before you ask yourself? Collecting your water glass you pickit up turning it. In her view, actually needing to give him commands was a lesserform of dominance. Her father had occasionally chided her mother with'Honey, I'm not a mind reader.' But Richard was good at recognizingpatterns, and Susie wanted to get him to the point that he could andwould anticipate what she wanted without her even needing to tell him athing.Richard, in his crinkly diaper, jingly dress and socks, yellow pacifierand other accessories, and the pink heels he'd brought, was happy for thechance to.