The ice cream fell on the floor. I then started sucking her fingers, immersing them in my saliva. She gave in. She now sucked her own fingers, as if t... swallow my saliva.I spat on her fingers. She licked them up. She spat inside my mouth. It felt like nectar. Then we started licking and deep french kiss. I put my tongue under the lower roof of her mouth. She said I taste like caramel custard. While our tongues were playing, my hand was pressing firmly on her waist.She was moaning. I tore up her. The rules were:- she was always to have her hair tied in a bun. Only I was allowed to open her bun. She could not touch her bun once she made it in the morning. She was always to wear kashta sarees (thin cotton ones) – when I was in the house, she was to wear no blouse or petticoat. Only saree. – she was to wear a nose ring – her pussy was to be clean shaven – lastly, she had to obey every order & command of mine without hesitation. Any divergence from these rules generally resulted in severe &. However, Charles devotion is never questioned. The bastard loves to be a dick whore. I dress him in pantyhose and lingerie. He never says no. Today, I spoke to my pet, Charles. He was happy like a she bitch in heat. I chuckled with satisfaction, afterwards grabbed his chin and petted his head. “My Angel fuck, I am pleased you are still obedient. Your stench is quite unpleasant! Have you been astray with another?!?” “No Mistress,” uttered Charles. “When Queen has doubts, something must be done.. ..etcAfter he had said all this and I knew this was the end of my nursing , I didn't know what to say to him I just was setting there and not looking at him or saying anything just in shock !!!I had worn a little summer dress that day , not that short , but it was a little low cut , without bing trashey. I have a good tan and don't need to ware stockings , When I looked up the Doctor then said that he had seen the film and that he thought that this could be worked out without a big messWith.