This was arousing Sylvia and she took his hand and put it on the panties. Michael loved how wet she was and had soon slipped a finger inside his aunty...��s wet pussy. Her orgasm was almost immediate.Sylvia went to the bathroom, washed and then went out. When she returned Michael’s mother wasn’t home and she went and found Michael in his bedroom. She sat on the bed and said, ‘where are my stockings?’Michael reached under his pillow and handed them to her. As he stood in front of her she reached. ?A forfeit,? she repeated softly. ?Well, you did lose.? Too ashamed to look at her, I kept my head bowed. ?As you wish,? I heard her say.Another cheer and a rush of movement, as a few of the other slaves came towards us. I felt a rough hand take hold of the hair on the back of my head and pull me up.?Mistress?? I gasped in pain. My Mistress simply waved me away.I was pulled to my feet and led away from the pool, but my mind was still at my Mistress? side. I failed her. And her indifference was. And that was her arms: what would those spikes do to the thicker parts of her body? To her thighs? Her belly? To her tits? The wheel turned. The crowd, several thousand strong now, cheered as her feet came into view. On it went. Her legs. Lucius saw a small group of onlookers, simply clad, maybe a dozen strong, refusing to join in the general celebratory air. A pretty dark-haired girl wept and was comforted by a grey-haired man next to her. Her cunt. More cheers. Her torso. Her breasts rolled. HEY!” He yelled. Walking outside in the sun my heart still raced. I thought about this afternoon. I had figured the whole trip out. I could take the bus across campus and to the mall. From the mall I could catch another bus out to the other side of town. From there I would have to walk a few miles to get to their house. If everything went well, I would be there later this afternoon for the party. Now getting back home, I hadn't figured out yet. I guess I hoped someone at the party would give me.