Between Diane sucking on my neck and squeezing my right breast and what Catherine is doing I know I am going to cum soon. I can’t stand it much long...r my body is going to explode. “Please mistress please can I cum, it feels so good. Oh god I am going to cum soon please let me.” I beg her. “Don’t you dare my little slut.” Catherine tells me as she slides her fingers out of my dripping wet pussy and pinches my clit so hard I all but scream. “Look at this. You have gotten my fingers soaking wet.. The way you wrote it.’ He set his glass down, briefly touching her hand to gain contact with her eyes. ‘I liked it very much.’ She looked away with a shy smile, fanning her face. ‘You all right?’ ‘Just overwhelmed.’ She let loose with a nervous laugh. ‘It’s not every day that the object of your desire shows up on your doorstep.’ For some odd reason, hearing those words from her made him blush. The underlying hint of her sexuality brought a response from his cock as well and he tried to make. When we reached the car Heather told Foster, who was at least six foot eight tall, to get in the front. Butch, John and Dave climbed into the back with Heather. I started the car and reversed out and as I did I saw Heather in the back. She was sitting in the middle on John's lap with her hands resting in the laps of Butch and Dave. As I started driving she leant forward between the seats and whispered into my ear, "Are you sure about this?" Before I could answer she said, "Oh... it's too late. Gabrielle’s glazed eyes stare at me and her face breaks into a beatific smile. ‘Yes, Master,’ she whispers. I can’t quite believe she’s telling the truth-I’m not attracted to her, but if there’s one of us in this room that’s beautiful, it’s her. But she’s so deep in trance, and her smile is so genuine that I have to accept it. She thinks I’m pretty. She likes my body. She wants me. The knowledge freezes me like a deer in the headlights. Master leans back against the pillows. His cock is hard,.