"Have you heard from Omar lately?" Mara asked as she began toweling off."No," Tomas answered. "I've sent him most of the pictures I took of you and hi... when were in Kenya, and I sent him confirmation that you were definitely pregnant. But, I've heard nothing in reply." Hm," Mara said, drying her hair. "I suppose he's busy." She was referring to the fact that Omar was 'busy' being the husband of two other women back in Zambia (Omar was Muslim), and the father of nine other c***dren between them!. She tried it at differentangles, and this she found somewhat pleasant. As it touched the vaginawall she thought she felt some agreeable sensations but it was hard tobe sure whether this was the cause or she was just becoming generallyaroused. By combining this with touching the labia and clitoris shebegan to feel a warmth spreading.She lay on her side on the bed, and moved the dilator in and out, whilewith her other hand she gently rubbed her clitoris under its hood-likeflap in a circular. "Did I give you permission to have an erection?". "No Mistress..." Mistress got up and slapped me hard on the cheeks. Shecontinued slapping till my cheeks became red. "I will nottolerate this kind of indiscipline,kneel down in the corner with your arms raised as high as they would go". i took upthe position and raised my arms. Within a few moments, both my knees and armsstarted aching untolerably. However, with utmost willand determination, i managed to stay in the position.After about 15. I laid there for a few moments while Chris lubed my ass.She then went to the drawer again. She pulled out a VERY, VERY largedildo. "This is the probe I like to use," she said."Oh no! You can't put that in me! It's too big!" I exclaimed in faketerror."Don't you have anything smaller?" Morgan asked."Not for this specific purpose," Chris said."How about for some other purpose?" I asked."I do have an option, but it's not much better for most men," Chris said."Whatever it is, I'll take it! I don't.