Three convulsions wracked his body, as he heaved thrusting his hips into my mouth. I held him as if retching cock in deep tongue still under his balls...as his sperm disappeared down my throat and as he withdrew he buckled as his cock-head came into contact with the slight pressure from my lips, I held him there, clenching my teeth around his mons-glans, using my tongue as a whipping toy, feeling him wince as I applied pressure and poked his small slit of an opening.Finally releasing him, I sat. " To reassure her I knelt in front of her."My lovable adorable, Marilyn. I love you deeply and want you to be my wife. Please say yes." Tears came to her eyes and she brought her face down to mine and kissed me tenderly."Yes, darling Dalzeil. I love you so much and nothing would make me as happy as being your wife. Yes. I will marry you." We finished our breakfast and Marilyn with mischief in her eyes took me back to bed to celebrate our engagement.As it happened I was scheduled to have Sarah. Sorrythere is not toilet paper in a dog's cage. There never is." I WILL be back in five hours, because I love you, Sissy Wendy. But letthis teach you a lesson. NEVER do anything unless I tell you to do so. Iam the Mistress and you are the Sissy, at least for the next thirtydays. You wanted this life. You got this life. Deal with it. And dealwith your lunch. The bowl must be licked clean, do you understand, badSissy?" Yes, Mistress, licked clean!" Now crawl over there and eat your lunch. It will. " Her twin hard little points were almost obscenely pressing against the front of her shirt, and though my eyes found them immediately, I looked up at her face. My expression showing her when I did, that I was indeed in somewhat of a state of shock."Cindy? What's wrong?"I was seriously at a loss for words, and I basically collapsed down into the kitchen chair I'd been standing there holding onto."Cindy?" she said again, now worriedly so."The boys..." I barely managed trying to catch my breath.