Ted was on the couch with his ass hanging over the edge, his cock standing up so hard. He pulled her panties away from his cock and dropped them on th... floor, his hands resting on his thighs, waiting as he looked up at her."Oh, damn!" Joan whispered, staring at Ted's cock as if seeing it for the first time. The heat in her cunt was unbearable. She clenched the cheeks of her ass, running her tongue over her lips. "Oh, shit, Ted!" Mom, please," he whispered.She knew what he wanted without the. She let go of her bear hug and I turned to face her. There is no substitute for a warm welcome home. The villager was one of the early settlers, a quiet woman with a woodcutter for a protector. Her eyes were warm with welcome and I kissed her with a warm, loving kiss, more than I should, given her status. When she opened her eyes a broad smile greeted me."The first beauty to greet me gets the best kiss," I said with a half-grin.She squeezed me and ran off into the crowd of porters, as a few. The raised marks from my slaps were like military strips that she had earned for being a good sub.Rolling her head back against the top of her chair she spoke to the ceiling. "Gawd, that was so fucking good."When I did not respond, or move, she looked back at me."Like what you see?" She asked as she rolled her tummy like a belly dancer, enticing me to come nearer. She then quickly realized the demand for information was out of character for a sub."Please sir," she tried again with her eyes. I packed my suitcase, and put it in the car, on the backseat. I undressed, climbed into the shower, and had my slave clean me to my satisfaction. After being driedand dressed, I cuffed and gagged her, bringing her outside and opened the trunk of the car. "Get in," I said. I arrived at my slave's home a couple hours later, driving around the neighborhood once, just tocase the neighborhood. I pulled into the driveway of a nice, ranch home. As it was 2:30 am, there wasn't much of a risk of being.