She continues to attend to my feet as I finish the last of my wine leisurely. When I am finished with my wine, I direct her to put my shoes back on, ...nd she does so reluctantly. I know that she has not yet had her fill of pampering my feet, but she will have to earn the privilege. I have her clear away the dishes, and bring me coffee and dessert. She quickly jumps to do my bidding, and this pleases me. Once she has delivered my coffee and dessert, I direct her to scrape the leftovers from. "There are hooks and eyes all the way down the back, do them up tightly, I like them tight, I like to feel constricted"Kneeling down in front of me she turned and presented her back to me, it was flawless like the rest of her, it took me about five minutes to do all the laces upBecause I couldn't stop looking over her shoulder to where the lacy bra cups only just covered her nipples,"You're looking at my breasts" she said simply,"Yes" I smiled and she laughed, "Naughty boy"Standing up still. “I want to fondle them. I want to play with them while Rebecca, you eat my pussy to another orgasm. You need to worship your queen, too.”“Yes, your Majesty,” Rebecca moaned.As the two busty slaves I mentioned rose to their feet, Rebecca shifted over and grabbed my hips. The blonde cheerleader nuzzled between my thighs, rubbing her face right into my black bush. Then her tongue swiped across my virgin pussy, brushing my hymen. I shuddered as she caressed up to my clit, pleasure rippling through. ”“No. You were protecting us, but not yourself. You were putting yourself in the place where you would be the one James came after. James or anyone else in the future for that matter. You made yourself the target to protect us.”“I don’t know.” Lynn answered quietly.“Erin? Do you know why Lynn doesn’t have an answer to that question?”Erin sat there and I could see from the look in her eyes that she was trying to work out what I had asked and weigh it against what she felt. After a few seconds.