My mind continues to drift on more enticing thoughts. How would I greet him today? Kneel before him in only an apron or in one of his big shirts, open...to a almost perfect V within view? I decide the latter is to my likening, grinning mischievously. I go and find a nice linen shirt, just a little wrinkled around the edges. Purring in pleasure I stripe bare to prepare myself for my master. … Master comes home and I am ready for him in everyway…So I bathe slowly, knowing master will want to be. "Suck My Titty" was written directly above her right boob and there was a black arrow pointing straight at her nipple. Etched above her other boob was, "Kiss My Nipple", and again it had an arrow pointing to her somewhat swollen bud that appeared hard and erect.There were black and red ink marks all over her stomach, but they were insignificant compared to the marks on her lower extremities. The tears rolled down her cheeks and Deni cried out loud, as she stared at the obvious humiliation.. I start to feel good and automatically moan. I really liked my action. He pushed my head slowly down more to go more deep. It felt really good to suck his penis. I stop and jerk him because he asked and then I did both together. I sucked maybe for 15 minutes and he said me to prepare for ‘’hot milk’’. I jerk him fast and stay with mouth around cock and he push my head down and came in my mouth. I felt his creamy cum again fill my mouth. It tasted really bad again, very salty. He told me to keep. Suddenly in the distance sirens wailed, and a look of fear crossed their faces. They bolted in different directions, leaving the third man to lie in the snow under the streetlamp. The snow looked significantly redder now.A braver person than me would have gone out and checked on the person bleeding to death below me. I instead checked the video. Bingo. Their faces in clear view. The idiots hadn’t even worn scarves. Suddenly the sirens were very loud, and red and blue flashed through my window..