You ignore my pleading and unzip them, laughing quietly when the red nylon stockings fall out but not commenting on them."Put them on," you command an..., when I explain, pass the shoehorn to me.Struggling against the tightness of the rubber corset compressing my waist, I manage to lean forward enough to squeeze my feet into the pointed toes of the boots. You allow me to rest a moment before bending down again to begin zipping the tight leather about my legs. When they are done you pull me to my. .. and we fell asleep on the floor by the fire?" she asked."I remember, Sarah." I'm not asking you to play favorites because I know that you can't but do you love me as much as Minerva?" Sarah asked, putting her head on my shoulder. "As a Master you have put me in a precarious situation by asking such a question; discipline order and harmony must be maintained. If I were I were a father with 2 daughters and I was asked such a question I would answer that I loved them the same and that would. His heels tap the floor, and after a few stridesI hear the muffled thump of dishes being set on cloth-covered wood. A table, I guess, or perhaps a sideboard. When he returns, he sets something substantial on the stone floor, which is definitely covered with a blanket or rug.There's a clang and a muffled clatter. A lid being lifted, perhaps, and then set down. A heady aroma of roast meat and spices washes over me. I moan low under my breath. Martin chuckles."Next one'es difficult," he cautions.. I was pleasuring two men...and I liked it. Mike pumped his huge cock into me with stronger and greater force and I found myself pushing back against it, hungry for more. He held my hips just where he wanted them and thrust his cock into me over and over again. My heart was pounding and I licked and sucked Jordan's cock as if my life depended on it. Jordan began moaning louder and louder and I knew he was close to climax. I was somewhat apprehensive about tasting his semen, but with his hands.