The water was hot, just like I like it. I stood under the stream and let the water soothe my tired back. I felt it run down my back and legs. It drip...ed from my hair and I watched it trail from my nipples. I always enjoyed my long, hot showers when my husband was on a hitch. I always stayed until the hot water was gone. I felt the tensions melting away. After drying and putting on my white terry robe, I went to the kitchen for a refill. The wine was as effective as the shower. Finally, back. Fletcher only thinks that this watch is used tocontrol him completely. When they do not measure vitals, he does notwear it, and it can definitely track him. He knows these devices andknows, why he hasn't got one until yet."And where do I recharge it?" he asks, looking for a spot to exploit."When you do your shower. The loading shell is the metal box in thebathroom. There you also find the drugs, the doctor should'vementioned. The watch reminds you to take it with your meals and thepills are in. ?Six, thank-you? Whimpered through gritted teeth?Seven, thank-you? Whispered as tears start to form as the snap backs get harder.?Eight, thank-you? Crying out as he slaps her swollen nipple hard?Nine, thank-you? Whimpers again, her voiced breathless, pussy juices beginning to flow.?Ten, thank-you? She whines out, a tear rolling down her cheek. Shuddering at the dull ache in her nipples.?Good slave? He purrs softly. ?But I don’t think your punishment is over.? He leans to his case, pulling out. At the top of her vagina her clit was already sticking out just enough to look inviting, I couldn’t wait any longer.I dropped my head between her legs and started kissing around the top of her mound, slowly working my way down either lip to her hole. This is when I got my first taste of her fluids, I was intoxicated. I dipped my tongue between her lips and into her hole to get a better taste of her. When I did this she let out a sharp gasp followed by a heavy moan. I worked my way parting her.