"Why don't you get between my legs and finish me off using just your mouth," he ordered. "And you damn well better swallow every last ounce of my spun.... Don't go ruining a good blowjob by not finishing it like a pro."I wanted more than anything to swallow his seed, and I doubled my efforts, using every trick in the book to make him squirm and twitch."Fuck son, you are going to make me blow this huge load," he sighed. "I'm gonna fill your stomach with molten hot lava."I felt his boner stiffen. Rather, I cannot see those hands and not yearn to feel them retracing the journey his eyes only began. He knows it, too. He can feel me squirm, and deprives me of what I want. A grin upon his lips as he questions, tauntingly, "Is there something wrong, love? Are you uncomfortable? I can move, if you'd like.." He makes as if he is going to leave me, needingly, alone. I grasp both his hands, crossing my arms against my torso. Glancing over my shoulder at him, I glare at with only my eyes - my. ’ Then she bit her lip. Why? Why had she used that word? This was no game they had just played. ‘I am sorry Terence.’ He untied her, and as she straightened she saw the boy dart back into the stable. She flushed, then despite her pain managed an inward smile. He was perhaps thirteen or fourteen, old enough to be aroused by what he had just witnessed, certainly. She thought back to her unbidden use of that word, ‘Master’. Yes, she had felt completely controlled, completely helpless, fearful to. —————–MYSELF—————————I woke up the next day to find myself sleeping alone in my Auntie’s marital bed with a rock hard erect cock. I remembered the events of the night before and I wanted to fuck my Auntie again. So I got up and went straight to the kitchen where I found my Auntie cooking breakfast.She was dressed up in a new saree and looked so radiant in the morning. As soon as she saw me she blushed and looked down on the floor like a new bride. I went to her and hugged her whispering “I love.