I pray to improve forever."He leaves her there and she goes into obeisance position. Face to ground, tongue touching the floor and ass in the air to a...ait further commands from the Owner or one of his wives or employees, or higher slaves who are dressed.The Owner is never to be referred to as "my" owner as it is the slave who is owned-completely. It is not a slave and master relationship. There is NO relationship. The slave is not an "I" as the slave has nothing nor any right to anything, not. She slid along me, pushing the arm of the chair away and had her chest on mine, staring in my eyes. She bopped me on the nose and said, Just relax, Angie will take care of everything. She kissed me, and her tongue slid in as her right leg slid over me, and she half hopped up and straddled me. I could feel her bare skin and the pubic hair she left on, trimmed and primped. She stopped kissing me and stared at me as she slid her hips up, until her warm lips slid against my cock. The heat of her. The first “B” of her t-shirt started from her left and “E” ended in her right one and a blue jean. Her body spray was wide spread in the car arousing me.Meanwhile, my hand was caressing her back lining her neck and her hairs.The kiss was broken and I slowly started to touch her left boob and the other hand removed her t-shirt for which initially she felt little shy and then allowed me.I can even believe my camera lenses (eyes).She was wearing a white bra and in front of me are the best ever. . but soo wonderful!"Deeper and deeper my cock pushed into her, opening her and stretching her ass like nothing she had ever felt before. Finally, I was able to sink all eight inches of my cock into her and my hips pushed up against her ass cheeks."Okay slut, you have my whole cock buried in that tight ass of yours. How does it feel?" I asked her."Oh, Sire it feels... incredible! Oh, I am so full so stretched. Oh, Sire, your cock is amazing no matter how you use it! Thank you for showing me how.