Do you want to eat my pussy?" Offbalance and not hesitating or censoring himself for a change, he confesses, "I wantto eat your pussy more anything e...se. Please, Kara. I'll be good. Please let meeat your... precious... pussy." I smirk at him and order, "Pull these damned jeansdown to my ankles. And do it right." I'm not sure what the WRONG way would be butI figure the more abuse I heap on him the more he'll obey. He finally gets thoseplus-size, wide-in-the-hips jeans down over my full. I didn’t care. I had nothing better to do. Nothing to do at all, actually.The electric pumps tugged away at my nipples, the rhythmic humming a soothing sound. These particular pumps only had one speed setting, and it was beginning to be a bit too slow for my comfort and patience. They were barely adequate. At least they did ​something​ though.The television was running a playlist of videos I had set up. Some were porn, some were not, but all of them involved a woman lactating in some form.. " "Thank you my Worship. I need to be punished often so I learn that I’m just your sissy house maid; only here to serve your whims my Worship."Whack! "Thank you my Worship. My body is owned completely by you, and it is to be used for your amusement any way you desire, my Worship."Whack! Tim jumped and wiggled against his will to the pain that had shot through him. Amy could see tears had come down from his eyes. "Quiet, I can give you an extra one if I desire." Amy said, collecting herself. She. We took the cue from Sinola and switched to full automatic fire. It was a good thing I did, too. As I got about half way down the stairs, someone took a swing at my legs with a sword. Thank God that the staircase was built the way it was. The attacker's sword hit the wall just before it hit me and was deflected enough that it missed my shins. I could not see exactly where I was shooting, but I went to spraying the reachable section of the stairs with my bullets.The people heard nothing.