“Dirty little cow," she laughed.In its box on the bed the object winked at her; the sun through the blinds reflecting from it.Vicky wondered, when J...hn had bought this present for her how did he imagine, how would he demand that she would use it. They had laughed about so many things in the chat room.Would he, as usual in the chat room, want in her undies straight away? Perhaps he would want her naked. Maybe he would be considerate as she knew he could be if his horniness didn't rule everything. I picked up the glass ashtray and knelt down in front of Mistress Angela.Mistress Angela smiled, and got her cigarettes from her purse. "Do you see what brand these are, slave?" Yes Mistress Angela, they're Virginia Slims Menthol 100's." Good." Mistress Angela lit the cigarette and took a puff. "Buy a couple of packs every week for me." Yes Mistress Angela." And pick up some Heineken's and wine coolers. I like to drink when I smoke." Yes Mistress Angela."Mistress Angela smoked a couple of. I joined ROTC while I was in college and when I graduated I was given a commission in the Marines and that required another four years of my life and I was twenty-seven when I finally came home.The day I arrived home the Knight's of Columbus were having one of their annual fish fries and I went, more to see who might still be around that I would know, than to eat fish. There were quite a few people there that I knew, but my attention was captured by the young woman who was working behind the. "I have to check. Now if you don't want to be arrested, spread your legs."She made a soft grunting noise in protest, but did as he said, opening her ass-crack and revealing her puckered star. Steve's lubed finger started tracing a circle around her hole, covering her with the lube. She tried to look back, but Steve ordered her to face the wall. He heard soft sobs coming from her throat, but she made no protest as Steve slid his well-oiled finger into her anal cavity. She let out a sharp breath.