”With that she unlocked the slave’s wrists from her ankles and pulling her upright locked them behind her back. She then picked up a leather strap...off a table and used it to buckle the slave’s elbows tightly together. The slave moaned as her breasts were pushed forward but her brain was not yet registering what was happening. The mistress then clicked two catches and removed the cross bar from the frame. Propping it against a wall, she walked over to another cupboard behind her and removed a. “Zion, is everything okay?”The limb pokes her again, and she turns fully towards it. Another one emerges from the wall, joining in. “Everything is fine, Ms. Agnes. I am merely enacting my protocols of assisting humans.” He clarifies.“Okay…” Agnes is about to turn back to her work when one of the limbs rushes towards her, grabbing her wrist and wrenching her out of her chair. Startled, she screams, more confused than scared for now.“What are you doing?!” She cries out, wide eyes staring at the. “It was good, daddy. How was work?”“Boring as usual, but I’m better now that you’re home.” Chuckling as I slap your hot little ass playfully. “Let’s get you something to drink sweetie.” I watch my daughter’s tight little behind as we head into the kitchen.You yelp as I slap your ass, hurrying forward into the kitchen. Opening the fridge, you stick your head in, rummaging through it. “What do you want, daddy?”Watching as you bend over into the fridge, my crotch stirs as I stare at your cute. This is for you.” Prem closed his eyes as she fucked him faster and faster. He was no longer going in and out. Instead, she was the one massaging his cock with her sweet wet pussy. Her vaginal muscles, strengthened by years of yoga exercises, were now being used to massage another man’s center of pleasure in a most intimate and intense rhythm of tight stroking. ‘This is for you,’ she had said. Those words shot straight to my heart. ‘This,’ referring to a level of intense sexual pleasure, ‘is.