The pretty redhead turned her head to face me, her curly red hair hanging down on her face. "Uncle Matt...? She said hesitantly, "Can we...can we do s...mething?"I didn't verbally respond but I pulled down my golf slacks and freed my bloated hard on. Cindy shot me a little glazed over smile when she saw my cock, knowing we were going to "Do Something" now. I dropped a bit more Astroglide on my shaft and then moved up directly behind my niece. I nuzzled my cock into the groove of her ass and then. Underneath it all, though, she was alert and aroused -- this was what he'd promised her, what she'd hoped for when she got on the plane over twenty-four hours ago. She'd been a pain slut ever since she finished college and decided to turn herself over to her Master instead of her career, a choice she never regretted. Since he set her free, she'd been through a series of Masters and Mistresses, all of them disappointing. Until Peter. Even though most of the relationship had been long distance,. But I desired to confront her, to my bad luck I hadn’t got any evident proof till now. The few recording previously were dumped with my broken phone. I didn’t want anyone else to recover the data so I just burnt the leftovers of the phone. Only thing I had were few pictures of her at photography institute where she was posing nude in bridal dress.So I wanted some action which I could record and keep them as proof to confront her in future. While I was wandering about it, I saw the monitor of. « My god » she sneered, « I think you’re actually enjoying this, is that right slave, do you enjoy pain? » she demanded, squeezing my balls even harder. I moaned. « Yes mistress » I gasped as the agony spread to the pit of my stomach. « Well » she laughed, « You’re going to be well served today » She led me from the toilet, marched me down the path to the car park and bundled me into the boot of her car. She drove for about 15 minutes and when she stopped and opened the boot to drag me out, I.