I kissed it fervently, then began licking and caressing it with my tongue. If showing my submission to that instrument of discipline would mollify my ...istress, then I would show it as best as I knew how. Cristina smiled, no doubt amused at the eagerness of her new slave girl, perhaps wondering if she would bring the same desperation and passion to all forms of service and submission."I'm just going to leave you here for a bit," she said. "And don't worry, I'll make sure that no one penetrates. I knocked.A woman of 40 opened the door. She asked, “Are you Shakti?” I replied positively. “He said you’d come.” Then my father introduced me to his family. He had twins children, a girl, and a boy. They were 21. We had dinner. My stepmother said that I could crash there tonight. I said yes.I couldn’t sleep so I went to the hall and my dad was there. He said, “Shakti I’m sorry for what happened. But here in this house, this is not a sin. Do you want to know why I left you? And who is your. “I will have a Glenmorangie 18 Year old, a double shot,” my partner said. “Excellent choice of scotch,” the barkeep said. “I don’t know your name, what is it?” he asked. “I want this to be totally anonymous, no names, I want only sex, nothing else,” I replied. “OK, that’s fine by me, just my cock and you, just sex, makes it more pleasurable don‘t you think?” “Yes, pleasure is what I want and so help me god you are going to pleasure me absolutely!” I responded. I settled down, my drink relaxing. They’re surprisingly popular with people needing routine monitoring or annual healthchecks, but either not wanting their boss or work colleagues to know about it, or too busy making money to take an hour or two off work. All was well, so I headed for home.Even better, Max wasn’t too upset with me that I was home late. He’s a lot more forgiving than Marsha ever was. Okay, so I fed him before I fed myself; no point in stressing our relationship more than necessary. After all, he’d be on his own.