She stared and then smiled backed as usual. she then acted asleep and i put my hand in again, she allowed me by spreading her legs now. It was easy no... for me to touch her pussy. she started to feel my first touch of pussy and she started biting on of her hands in her mouth. I rubbed her hairy pussy and she took my other hand and pressed it against her boobs. I began to pinch her nipple and rub her pussy, tears started flowing her eyes but she dint let a moan out. I rubbed her pussy and pressed. Serena was right though. Whenever I wasn't concentrating on work, the presence of the plug intruded -- reminding me to contemplate her and our current situation. I did my best to analyse what was happening to me. She had been right about the seductiveness of abject slavery. I considered the thought that Serena had put into the training regime. Even allowing for the fact that much of it had been the result of previous experience, I realised that she must have had to work very hard indeed to. ”“Alright……you want to beg? I’ll make you fucking beg. Get up on that bed.”He didn’t wait for my plea. He reached down and thrusted me upward. I stumbled towards the bed. Pushing me down, he positioned his prick right at my entrance. I appeared frightened seeing that it only heightened his arousal, as he pulled my legs wider, pushing his head gently against my labia. I fought him, he pinned me, working to get into a position where he could penetrate me easily again. I was so wet. I continued to. Danach geht es dann an die Vorbereitung und ans Kochen. Währenddessen bekomme ich fast nichts um mich herum mit und mit der Zeit frage ich mich, was du treibst und möchte gerade nachschauen, als du in die Küche kommst und mich ins Wohnzimmer bittest.Was ich da nun sehe, verschlägt mir fast den Atem. Hatte ich nur ab und an ein wenig gepolter und gekrame gehört bin ich erstaunt, dass auf einmal ein Weihnachtsbaum im Wohnzimmer steht - vollgeschmückt und wunderschön. "Wie? Wo? Wann?" stammel ich.