She had some chores to complete. She gave me a naughty smile and went back. It was totally embarrassing for me.The next day she called me purposely an... I had to go to her house. She sent her kids to her sister’s place. She wanted to take some things in the cupboard and asked me to help. She was wearing a loose saree without bra intentionally. I can barely see her breast skin as she was sweating heavily.My tool started to load and luckily I was wearing inners but still it had a bulge. I managed. She didn’t care. It felt nice against her skin.The wind was howling when Sonja woke. It was still mostly dark, with just a little light coming in through a window. The glow from the hearth added a bit of light, too. Arthur must have stoked it at some point.The big man himself was nowhere to be seen. An ache between Sonja’s legs reminded her of what had gone down between them. She wanted more but was not sure she could withstand another pounding from Arthur’s huge cock. Still, Sonja marveled. " "I, Jamie Elizabeth Sullivan, am your sex slave." "Say that I own you, girl." "I am the property of you, my new master." I grinned. "Now, Jamie, offer me your breasts." Not wanting to get smacked again, she cupped her tits and thrust themout at me, turning her face away from me in shame. "No, look at me, slave." She did at the threatening tone in my voice. I loved hearing her wristchains clank together as she did this, emphasizing her utter capivity andhelpless to both of us. . How about after that?He responded and said that would work, but he only had about 30 minutes around that time, so we needed to be quick.I answered...Met me at the shop!I was wondering how I was going to clean out for our time together, because I always like to make sure there is no mess to clean if I can help it.I remembered that I had a enema bag in the van, so I ran out and got it and filled it with some warm soapy water and did my thing. I made sure that I was squeaky clean and then waited.