I rubbed the thin, soaked, stained cotton against her pussy hole, trying to cover them in the remaining cummy mixture. "Hey, not so rough." she said,...attempting to roll over to her back again. Without hesitation, I immediately yanked on her hair hard enough to hurt, she yelped a little, but calmed down and didn't complain otherwise. At the same time, I roughly shoved 2 fingers into her hole, covered with the panties. I began feeding the soaked fabric into her open cunt until only one of the. Sometimes I am having so much fun being part of this family, I forget my place." That's OK," I told her. "I am much happier with us as a family that can have fun interacting than I would be in a straight master/slave relationship. As long as you understand that occasionally I will bring you up short if I feel you've stepped over the line." You should, sir," she agreed. "I knew what I was getting into when I joined you; you made it clear that you were in charge, and I accepted that. If I do. This just got my cock hard, thinking about it. She noticed this and said, if I would like, she was looking for a new slave to train. If I would like? of course I would like and I turned to her and said what do you want me to do Mistress. At hearing this, she went straight into her dominatrix voice and ordered me to take off all my clothes and go and lay down on the rug in the middle of the room. I obeyed immediately, removing every bit on my clothing and lying where I was told. My new. She worked for a large corporation, and was a special assistant to the only female Vice President of the firm, Ms. Loretta English. Kathy cringed. Ms. English, who had befriended her, helped her through her divorce, and for whom Kathy had busted her ass, had turned out to be the devil in disguise. No, that was unfair. She should have seen it. It was her fault.Kathy had kept her mind off sex by working hard and buying a house in Queen Anne Heights, a better neighborhood in Bayport. This morning.