Lisa sipped slowly and Carl had almost all of the bottle. “OK honey, lose the dress” he said, his speech now impaired. Lisa slipped off the dress....“Now your underwear but leave you shoes on” Carl said “I like women in heels”. Lisa did as he asked. She stood naked as he looked her up and down. “Oh yes very very beautiful. Parade for me. Let me see you walk around the room” he said. Again, she did what she was told. She didn’t like Carl Simon but she was getting excited. Her nipples stood erect. Bart’s, none of the nuns had gotten pregnant. Simply, Sister Natalie knew the ropes well. Since artificial birth control was a cardinal sin, she read as much as she could find on the Rhythm Method which required each of the sisters to be completely in touch with their bodies. Each nun had attuned themselves to know when they were ovulating. She stressed during that period that vaginal sex was strictly taboo. At the same time, she insisted that since I was the vessel of their pleasures, the. Finger, a dick, a dildo, I wanted just about anything. My nipples were nice and hard and I began to feel his hand reach up and play with them. His tongue now going in circles around my swollen clit. He had begun to pinch my nipples as his tongue moved faster and faster. "Yes baby! Eat my fucking pussy," I had told him. He then looked up at me and moaned. He then took his free hand and put two of his fingers inside my pussy. At that point I knew it was over. I was going to cum immediately. He. All around her, people were drinking and laughing and loudly greeting each other. Hands were moving over all of the exposed flesh on display, and she could see several slaves already on their knees, each with their face in someone’s crotch. One slave was bent over at the waist with her hands on her knees, and a Mistress behind her was slowly fucking her with what seemed to be a very large strap-on. At the same time, the Mistress was talking to someone beside her, and acting as if she weren’t in.