She was wearing a very plain white bra that did nothing for her. “Take off your bra.” This time Megan did as she was told without any protest. Ada... stood there quietly admiring her beauty. Her breasts were not big but they were very nicely shaped and perky. They were topped off with pale pink areolas about the size of a quarter. Her nipples were hard and standing out what seemed to be a quarter of an inch. Adam walked up close to her, taking her chin in his hand he pushed her head up to look. Taking hold of yourhair Mistress Michele pulls your head back."Eat me sissy!," She demands and you can see the unbridled lust in hereyes before she mashes you face against her pussy.Your tongue eagerly shoots out lapping at the syrupy pussy juices youfind. You find her hot hard clit as....CRACK! the next stroke lands.Because you are worshipping your Mistresses pussy the pain is secondthought so you endure the rest of your punishment only flinching whenthe strokes are overlaid. All too soon. She took these precautions because she was nude and wanted to get a tan without any tan marks so she could wear her more revealing tops. Before long she was nice and warm and began playing with her pussy spreading the lips and rubbing her clit. She had been there about an hour and felt like a tea and opened her eyes and was about to get up when she saw a figure towering over her next to the lounger. I see you still use the lounger I made for you. It was the Romany gypsy named Alf who had. Sir called her to him as he did each morning afterbreakfast. She crawled from her place in the cornerto his chair and looked up at him. “Kneel up, slut,”he said quietly. As she did the chain that wasattached to the ring on the wall moved noisily withher. She was always tethered somehow in the house, eitherwith a long chain or a shorter leash, depending onthe situation. She knelt there, her hands behind herhead as she had been trained, while Sir fondled thelittle cage that encased.