And he left the room,leaving me alone with this Goddess who had just saved my life.She knelt next to me. I had tears in my eyes. I again started blabb...ring,thanking her, while sobbing at the same time. And crack, I was slappedagain."Shut up and listen to me sissy," she spat."From now on you are my property. You are my pet and you are my slave. Iwill do what I want with you and you will comply, or you will die. isthat clear?"I nodded my head meekly as slowly my predicament became clear to me."I. It was in a rhythmic cadence from her contractions. I slipped two fingers inside her to feel the plug, and they were clamped in unison with the tail twitching. Not only was her vaginal sphincter clamping on my fingers, but also the tips were pressed on at the same time by the plug through the membrane separating the two passages. It was an erotic feeling to feel the inner muscles of the bowels causing these contractions. She was becoming more distressed but also being aroused, evidenced by the. ” Emma said to herself. Mitch finished his workout and came inside. He asked Emma if he could go upstairs and take a shower. Emma said yes, and when she heard the water turn on she did something purely on impulse. She grabbed a towel and opened the door. Emma found Mitch standing there naked and said, “Oh I’m sorry honey, I just wanted to bring you a towel.” Mitch made no effort to cover himself as he thanked her and took the towel. Mitch saw his opportunity as Emma lingered at the door and. Her right hand moved to my leg, and she caressed it feeling methough the silky stocking and soft lace. Slowly she began a rockingmotion, more forward and backwards than up and down. My cock was firmlypinned inside her, any motion it made was because of her, making it seemas if it were hers not mine. The sensations it gave me were moreinternal, without the friction occurring from my pounding in and out ofher pussy, but rather her rotating it as if she were using it on me.Bending over, she took.