I shook, violently. My head rolled as I arched my body even further, moaning and whimpering, eyes closed as wave after wave of sexual delirium ripped ...hrough my body. It felt glorious! I felt glorious! My body was alive with explosive sexual energy that was crackling and tearing all through me.I bounced madly on Al's prick as it spewed inside me, then more cum spat out from the cock on my left. It splattered against the side of my face and I sighed gladly. Then the cock pumping between my tits. ?Little one, I want you to lift a leg onto the bed, lean back on the floor and place a leg up on the bed.?I did as I was told, scared a little at what He would try to have me do, not that I was afraid it would hurt, but afraid I would fail and disappoint Him. ?In, twist and back out. Come on, you can do this for Me.? He continued to talk in that tone that spoke of softness and yet had a tone of complete authority and control. ?Now, little one, add that fourth finger, gently now, don?t force. Really. Sometimes when I do it I look at myself in themirror. I guess that sounds kind of perverted, but I do. I get excitedwatching myself masturbate now and then. Haven't you ever looked atyourself in the mirror while you jacked off? Try it sometime."Feeling a little guilty because he'd already had that experience and hadenjoyed it he nonetheless said, "Yeah, I've done that before." You have?" Norma said, surprised. "Well - then you know what I mean.Maybe one of these days you'll let me watch. I never started out being a slave, but one day, it just happened. The funny thing is, I get paid for being a slave, in a round-about way that is. My name is Melissa, I am in my mid-twenty’s and have jet black hair and nice perky tits; not large but not small either. I am slim with nice long legs. I like my body and I am comfortable with the way I look. I am also comfortable with who I am. Well, I am now. I started working for Isabel as a live in maid. She has quite a high-powered job and it.