My nipples hardened and my sex was open and waiting for his ministrations.Master then clipped his leash into my collar.“Come Lil one, I have things ...hat need to be done to you.”“MMMmmm, yes Sir” I got to my feet gracefully and followed him to the training room. Mistress followed as well.When we got there, a St. Andrew’s cross was waiting. I was placed face forward. I was cuffed to the four farthest O-rings. Master ran his hands down my back and thighs. He gave me several good slaps with his. She just smiled again and said a penis is a penis and she loved looking at them. AT that point, I realized that Nikki was obviously not a virgin anymore. The images of my big sister, naked and sweaty and getting banged hard by some guy, suddenly popped into my head…and the thought made me really, REALLY horny. I looked her over and looked at her big tits pressing against her blue t-shirt. A tingling rushed through my stomach and into my groan and all I wanted to do was play with them. I told. ..”“As your wife’s body slave, sir, I will do anything for you that she asks.” With that she lifted the champagne flute and held it to Steve’s lips.When she mentioned slavery, Steve’s eyes widened for an instant. But then he sipped the champagne and said, “Much better...” After a pause he added, “But I still have to swallow it myself.”Karla kept glancing over at the two women hard at work. She marveled at how expertly Andy used a very sharp knife to shuck the oysters even though she couldn’t. . And you can meet Tabitha.” “Who?” “My cute little Persian kitty. Oh, she's soooo white and fluffy, Micheal, your hand will just sink in her.” I am flustered, but all the more turned on, by that effortless way she continues speaking like she's idly chatting on the phone, but at the same time banging the shit out of me. The respiratory prowess and stamina and control to do that makes me question if I'm fucking Satan or something. The force with which Megan slams into me makes my stance.