"Yes what?” "Yes I enjoyed it Mistress" "On all fours!" she ordered. "While I am with you, you won't talk unless asked. You won't move unless ordere... to and you will not question orders." "You will refer to yourself in the third person as slut or slave, depending on the situation and on what will be requested to you.” “You are my slave and slut and you will have no other will than to please me. Do you understand this?” "Yes Mistress. This slut slave understands, Mistress" I replied. "When I am. " What, like a cup of tea?" She teased."No, I was hoping for something like whatever it is you are hiding under that blonde bush you kept flashing whilst you were making up the bed."Oh, so you noticed then?You bet I did!"So I am the cause of the bulge then? Well in that case let me see what is causing it." I can show you but then we will have a problem!" What sort of problem?" she asked."Well, if I get him out, he is going to expect some action." I explained."What sort of action are we talking. I looked up and to my surprise and shame I saw that she was crying. Tears were rolling down her cheeks and falling in her lap. I felt so guilty. I had done a bad thing and now she was angry with me. I blushed from head to toe, cried myself and said I was sorry and that I would never do it again and that I would leave her camper at once. She then took me into her arms, squeezed me hard and said that her tears had nothing to do with my masturbating, well, maybe a little, for she so longed for. "Look, you can clean your face, but then you sit here for ten minutes andlet the jizz dry in your hair, yeah? I love leaving my mark on my bitches.Hate to see that hot man juice going to waste right fag?".He grabbed a piece of toilet paper and wiped clean the end of his dick,then slapped the paper on the side of my face where it stuck to a thicklayer of his cum on my cheek. He tucked away his dick and slipped on hist-shirt, then turned to me. "Awesome head fag. See you in ten yeah?. Hegave.