Is it a special day? I thought the parties were for Master’s only. What does my Master have up his sleeves? I pushed those thoughts out my hea... and started to get dress. Thirty minutes later I stand in front of Master ready for inspection. I’m wearing 5′ stiletto heels, black stockings with garter belt, lacy black panties, a short black skirt which just skimmed my buttocks, a lacy black 36C bra and a see-through, white lacy top which showed off my plump breasts magnificently. Master. Boudinot had heard her.“NO! ... no, I’m the only sane one here. It’s the rest of you who are insane,” Boudinot insisted, as he charged toward us with a large knife he had drawn. I hit him with the freeze spell that I had been holding since entering the room, and he froze in mid-step near where the heavy pistol had landed.“Yes, the misguided dreams of a mad man are the cause of all of the trouble, and all of the deaths of Special Operations people and their Families, plus other Magic users. It. I couldn’t believe another man had hold of me and was wanking me! His grip was firmer than a woman’s, but felt just fine. He took hold of my hand and placed it on his cock. It felt hot and hard and I loved the way it twitched in my hand.So, we knelt and wanked each other over my girlfriends face. I still had hold of her boob, Steve had his fingers deep inside her pussy and was rubbing for all he was worth.It wasn’t long before I was ready to cum. My cook twitched in Steve’s hand and I moaned as. ”“Yes Master…let’s take things to the bedroom…” my hand stops her as my head shakes disapproval. “Oh, okay?”“For tomorrow, that would be fine...but…for me, let’s take it to the living room?”“Yes Master, will you have a seat?” Once on the couch, she drops to her catcher’s stance and looks up at me, “it’s okay, I just want to suck you to see if I can make you hard…” her lips wrap around my shaft as her fingers curl at the base, “…mmmmm…to feel a dick in my mouth again…” and eagerly begins bobbing.