No man had ever fucked me so deeply or so hard, and I doubted any man could. When our Master had fucked me, I hadn't even noticed really. I'd been so ...oose and wet with dog sperm and the spend of my orgasms, it was more like he was fingering me than fucking me.And Master ... That was new term and I wasn't sure why I was thinking of him that way, except that it seemed most correct somehow. Had he suggested it? I tried to remember if he'd spoken to me while we'd coupled, or afterwards perhaps,. Although Lynette and I were about even in our abilities at pool, Lynette was terrific when she had an incentive.We ended at five games: Lynette won four, and I only one.It was a lovely shower.Kristen and June arrived together in the shower. The two girls saw Lynette blowing me."Lynette lost?" Kristen asked."She won, four orgasms to one," I answered, savoring Lynette's talented tongue on my organ. "She already got her payment."My eyes noticed June, and my balls sent a signal to my mouth to order. " She paused and giggled nervously, "I was hoping that y-you could teach me how to be slave..." She was clearly quite shy, stumbling her words."I can, and will do that." I replied hiding any signs of apprehension I have."But first, I must see just how willing you are to be submissive, go get me a glass of water, kitchen's through there." I ordered pointing to the kitchen."Er ok." She replied as she stood up and began to walk across the room."Ah!" I stopped her, "First things first, you must. Mom was in the kitchen humming happily. She said, "It takes a while to shave properly, doesn't it?"I smiled broadly. "Yes, Ma'am!" We all laughed. Mom, as a sexual person, was different. I saw another facet of her life with Dad I had never thought about."Be back for supper around seven or so. Have fun!" I gave her a kiss and a hug and so did Britt. Mom had packed a cooler for us. I carried it to the car while Britt carried our towels. We got in and left.She snuggled against me and said, "Your.