I am a beautiful and erotic slave now. There is nothing I wont do. There is no question I would ask. I have a gift between my legs now that is locked ...o me, and the rest of the world. There are two men who hold this key. The men who understand my value above all else. Can I ever feel any stronger than at this moment? Is there any greater beauty than my submission?The Man smiles at me with pride. He and I have been through hell together. He is still with me, and has never left my side. I am. His eyes quickly fixed on flecks of dried blood in a spray on the far wall next to the crucifix. He hugged her too him as if to say things had changed now, she need not use this charnel house ever again, but she shook her head. “Look,” she gently entreated him “we do still need the money and I really do enjoy the pain” She saw him eyeing the bloodstain, explained with a shudder that “it was someone he knew as Uncle James who had used the whip a little enthusiastically a while back.” She. ”“Are you sure that’s how she sees herself son?” he asked, “come to think of it, are you absolutely sure that’s how you see her?”“What?” I exclaimed, “are you telling me that Charlie... ?” I began.“It’s plain as the nose on your face, son,” he said, “that girl’s crazy about you too.”“Oh fuck,” I said.His eyebrow shot up.“Sorry Dad,” I said, “it just slipped out.”“I bet you say that to all the girls,” he laughed.We went through and joined everybody in the kitchen, where Mum, assisted by Charlie. She had a thin piece of cloth wrapped around her body. The cloth was wet indicating that she came out of the bathroom. The fabric of the wet cloth had taken the shape of her tits. Also, her pussy region which has sparse growth of hair was barely covered by the cloth.Mishal: Answer me! Are you jerking off on my bra and panty?I continued jerking off without answering Mishal.Mishal: Stop it! What are you doing?Me: Look, I’m sorry, okay. I couldn’t control myself after I saw your undies. It’s.