.. a part of you knew that you’d end up serving me. And so you came into my house, and stripped for your master. Didn’t you, slut?”“Yes,” Al...xis said, her voice a high-pitched whimper. “Yes, sir.”She wanted to say so much more. She wanted to beg, she wanted to urge Sir to use her, to put his cock inside whichever of her holes he pleased. She hated him, but he was a man—her master—and she wanted to serve him.Joe nodded slightly, and Alexis was confused. She wanted to obey his every slightest. . as if we had left the whole world behind… once we were back to our senses we headed towards the bed and I started kissing her on her cheeks… and running my hand exploring her body… it was the best moment when she lay on me smooching… and I had I had my hands on her ass cheeks massaging them and pressing them harder towards me…I started kissing her neck embracing her really hard… I was sucking her neck and biting her neck muscles and ears… she was going wild with the moment and was letting her. Misty, I recall, licked the last bit that dripped out of my cock and said, “Mm, mm, good” like she was eating Campbell’s soup. Immediately, I went limp and I could not stand anymore. I had to kneel down. My sister stood up. My face was right in line with her perfect slit. I looked up at her and she looked down at me. She smiled and shook her head in a yes motion. She was reading my mind.I remember staring at Misty’s outer labia and how it formed her slit perfectly. My sister’s womanhood. You hear no sound other than what is now the deafening roar of the brook.After what seems like an eternity, you have arrived at the edge of pond. The stream long gone, still screaming in your ears, drowning your already hazy mind. The body of water is completely still, the daylight has faded without your acknowledgement or consent, leaving your reflection mirrored perfectly on the placid surface. You stare at yourself as you had been before, tall and proud. Broad shoulders and strong limbs,.