His breathing became kind of ragged, but he was chanting pretty fast, the three words of Kat’s name running together, until he broke the chant to cr... out “Stop Mistress Pussy Kat! Too much, I’m gonna come! Tease Mistress, oh god, oh god!” “SHUT UP SLAVE!” yelled Kat. She let go of his cock with her left hand, stroking without missing a beat with her right. She took the base of his cock between her left thumb and index finger, squeezing tight with her thumb underneath. Holding him tight that. I turned and stood close to the sofa gazing at his presence. He knew I was evaluating his response as he shifted nervously in position. I placed my hand on the back of the sofa and began waving my forward thigh. Like the dangling watch of a hypnotist, drawn to the movement,... captivated indeed. Absorbing the attention I remained in place for several minutes raising the level of anticipation immensely. Michael seemed to rattle with nervousness, yet never looked away. He knew I was wrestling. “I’ll introduce you, but please don’t mention about us….yet” I whispered back as I made my way to the living room.“Oh my god she is sexy as fuck, I definitely want to fuck that tight ass and suck on those nipples” Claire whispered when she saw Kirsty.“Shush” I hissed back to her.“Kirsty, id like you to meet Claire and Stacey, they just moved in next door a couple of days ago” I said.“Oh….hi” Kirsty said, getting up to shake their hands, “I take it you are sisters, you look alike” she continued. The rules she could handle. She could be a good girl and follow orders, however degrading, painful, or distasteful they were. It was the protocols that she always got wrong. Her Owner had started to insist that she do certain things in certain ways, perfectly and the same every time, her every movement choreographed and it was driving her mad. The protocols seemed to change by the day or even the hour.She realized with a start that she had been standing in the hallway, lost in thought, while.