The one he had in mind today was no exception. Mister Kyle told me to lay down on a sheet on the living room floor. He had me remove my butt plug and ...lean it and then hold my legs over my head with my pussy raised off the ground. He told me to hold my cunt open as wide as I could, and then he poured a bottle of water into my pussy.“I want to see if you can take more than 8 ounces,” he said.Miss Claire got huffy and left the room. I assumed she was disgusted, but it was nothing really out of. The ironing is left on the table ready for inspection. When the lunch is prepared and the table laid, if the mistress is back I serve the lunch, another bad time any mishap or slip will be dealt with as before. I am given any leftovers all mixed together in a plastic bowl and usually made to eat them in front of the mistress since (she says) that I am not to be trusted to obey her orders. I forced them down the sink once and she caught me and my poor bottom paid dearly, she gave me a thrashing. He’s been slowly getting closer to me, and I let him. “I’m not just a vampire,” I tell him. “I’m what they call a tri-hybird.” “What the fuck is that?” he asks, trying to piece it all together in his mind. “I’ll tell you eventually,” I promise. “What’s your story?” I ask. “When did you turn? He breaks eye contact. His eyes are beautiful; they are a blue-grey color. I continue to look at them even though he doesn’t bring them back to mine. “A friend turned me, about a year ago. He’s been. "Oh yes! ... Do it! ... Give me that cum!" she shouted.I was nearly afraid that someone would hear her and come to investigate, but they didn't.I had Becky firmly by the hips and slammed my hot cock into her throbbing cunt as hard as I could. One, two, three, I thought I would never stop cumming. Becky moaned and whimpered like some animal and took every drop of cum that I pumped into her.I leaned against her butt, panting like a steam engine, until Becky said "Give me your handkerchief."I took.