"Go ahead, Dee Dee." Dee Dee stepped back and pressed some buttons on the control panel. Jordan could feel some pleasurable pulses going through the ...luid to her balls. The intensity began to increase and what started out as a pleasure was turning to pain again. Jordan could only watch and cringe from the pain as the pulses continued. Jordan could tell that her balls were swelling even more because her ball sac was getting bigger, which could only mean her balls were swelling and the pain. Go ahead and put your index finger inside me about an inch or so?"I did and she reacted again. I heard the young ladies giggle. "Move it around a little. That helps me get lubricated inside so you can fuck me in a bit."I hadn't been hard until I heard her say 'Fuck.'"I'm wet enough so bring your lips down and kiss me all over. Try to avoid my clit. Save it for last. Oooh, honey — that is really wonderful. Take your tongue and slide it deep inside my opening. Oh shit! You have a nice long. She would hold my private parts and squeeze them if my performance was unsatisfactory. When satisfied she would throw me over her knee and spank me before sending me to clean my face, repair my make up and return to my duties. I could usually smell her juices in my hair until I could next shower. My Mistresses would usually punish me after these sessions as I was invariably late and they could smell her juices in my hair.Sue: the downstairs maid and I had become firm friends and looked out for. The phone call could bring new business. Or…..It could be Wendy. I picked up the phone on the forth ring. “You didn’t finish the story!” She had an annoying habit of demanding a response without the courtesy of ‘a how do you do.’ If she ever gets in front of a judge I thought, the scene made my rib cage tickle. “Sure I did,” I answered, thinking I knew which story she was talking about. “Well, did you?” “Did I what?” “Did you do step five?” Her voice was tentative but I knew it was only for.