” I started the CD player and left the room. All night long Paula would hear my message, “Your name is Paula. You are a slave girl. You live t... serve your mistress. You love your mistress more than anything. Her happiness is all you live for….”I had told Paula to call me “Miss Liz.” The CD message referred to me as “Mistress.” I hoped that I could monitor her progress by what she called me. It turned out I was right—more right than I could have hoped for.CHAPTER 4--SHOPPINGAs I. The overall pain was beginning to overwhelm my senses. This wasn’t fun! I started to beg for them to ease off, to give me a chance to recover.The third set of six strokes were duly delivered. I was screaming, and there in front of me was Miss Dean masturbating. I could smell her juices. Again a short break before the final set of six. At least I knew what was coming. I knew the intensity of pain I had to endure. Finally, the twenty-fourth stroke hit home, just as hard as the first stroke. I. With her mouth and pussy full, Lisa felt her orgasm building. She pulled out her master's cock and looked up at Rachel. "Mistress please can I cum. Im so close please I wanna cum." She begged. Rachel smiled, she could get used to being called mistress. Rachel stopped fucking Lisa and looked up at Vlad. Vlad understood what she was doing and pulled his cock out of her mouth and went to Rachel's side. "Beg us to finish you off slave!" Said Rachel sternly. Lisa looked at Rachel and then Vlad.. ” He replied in a muffled voice. She moaned. He began lifting her skirt up and up over her ass, exposing her shiny silver string bikini panties. He grabbed her ass and squeezed. Lifting his thumbs he caught the panties by the strings and pulled them down, letting them fall to the floor between her ankles. Her pussy was shaved clean and getting a bit moist by now. He said…” I want you to suck me down there.” Pointing at his dick. Her mind was spinning, she paused and then she dropped to.