After I was finished or should I say think I was fished as the bowl was taken away from me and he un blindfolded me and gave me a bottle of yellow liq...id to drink which was piss.Master then took me back into the bedroom and removed the hood, he then told me that this would be the last time I hear him and asked if everything was ok. I said yes master everything is ok, he then proceeds to tell me that he was going to put earplugs into my ears and then put a latex hood on which has got the eyes. The gallery is dark, but the small lights above each print don’t let me miss any detail. The photographs… The photographs are… different. Unusual. Delicate. Immodest. Scandalous. Offensive. They make me freeze in my seat. Somewhere in my mind, an alarm rings loud and clear, but I can’t move. I just stare at them, hypnotized.They fascinate me, worming their way into my subconscious. Erotic. Exciting. Titillating.What am I doing here?My palms are sweating, I’m breathing hard. I grab my handbag. Once we got a rhythm going, I was able to swallow about 8 inches of his fat cock. I could feel his pressure building and without warning, he shot his juicy load straight down the back of my throat. I was a little surprised at the intensity in which he came, but I swallowed every last drop like a good son, I mean daughter should do.He stood me up and said that he hadn’t had a blowjob like that since he was in high school. I thanked him and told him to wait right there. I ran back to my room and. I try to follow not realizing you had handcuffed me to the headboard. You smile more as you slowly push my boxers off of me. You straddle my chest facing away from me. Your breasts parted perfectly and rubbing both sides of my cock. I groan loudly. You move slowly back up leaving my boxers bunched at my feet. Your breasts rub my cock teasingly, your lips lightly kissing up my thighs. I look down and see your wet dripping pussy just mere inches from my face. You lean back running your tongue up.