However suddenly he stopped. "You dirty dog!" He shouted "enjoying me lapping your cunt are you? Who said you could enjoy yourself? Now get up those s...airs, you filthy bitch!" And he pushed her onwards up the stairs. Rachel was left in limbo. Half way to orgasm and even more humiliated. How could this monster nearly make her cum? She felt dirty, filthy even, she felt like a whore. Tiredly she climbed up the stairs. Occasionally he'd slap her arse or stroke her pussy causing her to grunt and. . .’ ‘No whips,’ Torrie muttered. ‘They’re a little too dangerous, and they leave these marks . . .’ ‘NOT the point,’ Rachel said. ‘And I’ve seen you together, but I’ve never seen her ordering you around like that.’ ‘We have rules now. She wanted us to be a normal couple sometimes, so we came up with times and places that she can’t command me. And she wanted me to start spending more time with you guys again. I wanted to spend more time with you guys. I hate saying this,’ Torrie said, her eyes. To keep him calm, Grandmother knew all too well and played a little here and there with his meaty cock, but made sure to place a bowl under it to catch all the oozing cum.The second sister stuffed his asshole with a half a yellow onion, peeled and quartered. He moaned and grimaced, but did not question, for he was a good boy. Next went a bunch of parsley, his ass was now oozing juice and when he wasn’t looking a few took a tasty finger sampling. Without warning, whole carrots were stuffed. " No. I didn't know it was you until you said who you were, or that you were anything other than female. I think here was just too close to home perhaps. Maybe Bill won't have guessed." I'm putting Bill straight today." Don't. If we lose the contract, we lose the contract, but don't go putting your foot in it any further than it already is. Some of the people that have spoken to me, feel that if you've got to go to those lengths, then it isn't worth it." Yes, but do they know their jobs are at.