The faint tinkling of chains could be heard.Her baggy pantalones, as well as most of her lounging pants, were split-crotch,the two pantlegs connected ...ot at all except at the drawstring front and back.They provided the bodymaid complete and easy access. "That will change, andsoon, don't you worry, but before I dig my teeth into this back-stabbing poisonouslife I want to see the realm my mother has left me." She smacked the maid sharplyon the top of her head. "More tongue!" she commanded.. I raised up on my knees and began to bring myhands up. Master saw this and slapped me across the face. "Fido hasforgotten that dogs do not have hands." I dropped them. "I'll have to punish you for that too, Fido. Now, open up my pants so I can piss in you."I moved my mouth to his belt buckle. I looked up at him as I did so. Helooked at his slave in amusement. I struggled with the buckle and finallygot it out. It wasn't easy. I was tired and turned on and my mouth was dry.But being so close to. I could see it in her eyes she needed the vibrating to stop before she could think.But then, in an instant, she was snapped out of her fantasy.A noise, the front door with its familiar creak, oh my god. At the same time she feels a sudden dampness, and is slipping into reality. She is he, no she is me. I stand looking in the mirror and again feel the slow gush that is now starting to fill my silky panties.More hazy thoughts, I did this to myself, I’m trapped and my fantasy has caught me.More. He was turning her on, even more. he reached down and took hold of his penis. It was like a rock. She massaged it, and whispered, "Hurry, My Love. PLEASE Hurry!!!" He went, instead, to her nipples, sucking both as if expecting milk from them. Her legs were opening all by themselves. he felt the movement, and went down, kissing a path to her Mons. He gently nipped at it, making her squeal, and squirm, as he licking down the slit that divided it. He reached the lower end and his tongue darted in.