My hand reaching under my skirt I come into contact with my soaking pussy. Remembering where my panties are.. I wonder what your doing with them. I ...tart to imagine that you, after sniffing and sucking my wetness off them, you wrap them around your cock. You start to tease your cock wanting this to last. You oil your hand and cock imagining that it's my hot wet pussy.... My eyes shut as my fingers play in my wetness, making my pussy and chair all messy and sticky. My pussy lips all slick. Such practices were were commonplace in Princess Alexena's Palace. I mention it only because it should be understood why, although all slaves suffered, Myron and I suffered to a greater degree on account of our previous closely intimate association. Despite everithing, I still loved him. And he me, I'm sure. Sometimes it was like a knife in my heart to see in his eyes the frustration, the rage and the hate and the anguish.The weal across my nates burnt fiercely as I began to disrobe my Mistress. She tightened her fingers tight around the base of my hard cock, not permitting me to go soft. I just stood there, I stared down at her, kneeling in front of me, my cock deep in her mouth. Then she slowly milked me and sucked on my penis until she could taste no more cum. Yet, even then she swirled her tongue around the head of my cock, as it lost its turgor. At last, she released my dick and slowly got to her feet in front of me. Pressing against my naked, wet body, she raised her face to me.. I think to myself that yeah tomorrow is going to be a good day as I drift into a uneasy sleep. **(Dinkermans point of view)** I woke up with a alarm blaring and complete chaos all around me I notice that I'm on the ground. My eyes watery and stinging from the gas being pumped out around us shit that means it's a riot. The last memory I had was of this little pup fresh off his mother's tit swinging at me catching me by surprise and knocked me to the.