Right hand moved down pushing two fingers past her folds. Lips embracing the swollen nub, bathing it in his moist mouth. Everything he was doing to h...r, he could tell she was enjoying. When the warm fluids of her climax spilled forth. He knew it was time to show her the true meaning of his love. Every drop of her orgasm was lapped up. As if hungry for the very essence of his beloved. His hands moved down untying her ankles her. Letting his fingers stroking along her calves. Then he lifted up. “Noo, don’t ... what are you doing?”Being a tall woman she was able to stand on the floor with her wrists secured and Joanna had to lift her feet onto the rests, and clip her ankle cuffs to the frame. She was now wearing just her jacket, undone to reveal a magnificent brassiere, something that with Wendy’s skills in corsetry I had come to appreciate, and a pair of silk French knickers.“I can’t wear those,” said Joanna, who had removed her ball gag. Note to self to design one that cannot be. Her fate was sealed. As the animal knotted and released she screamedagainst the gag but not in agony but desire. There was no longer a woman onstage but two animals coupling, faceless fucking for pure lust. Then it wasover. Done. The stage dark. Breathing began again in the audience. In the shadowof the stage the women was helped to her feet by her sister, hugged tightlyand covered. She was helped off stage. The Master watched proud of His slavesperformances. Applause started and soon the. Holly laughed and stood up, ‘I know you want to boys, come on!’ ‘Later, important championship game about to start.’ Bobby said eyes on the chessboard. Mac put his book down. ‘Okay, if we do it now can we have the rest of the week off?’ he asked. ‘You can have eight days off,’ Holly said generously. ‘Hey, this is my band I say who gets time off.’ I growled. Holly sat in my lap and hugged me. ‘Daddy, we all know you’re in charge, and we all respect your input, but we do need to sort this out.’.