Now she truly loved to suck me off. And I loved feeling the hot wetness of her lips and tongue. A bead of pre-cum welled up in anticipation and she l...cked her lips. Leaning forward she flattened her tongue on my to lap it up and I let loose the groan I had been holding. Couldn’t help it as she grabbed me with one soft little hand to hold my bobbing dick still. Slowly, she put her mouth on me and started to suck me in. I hissed when her teeth clenched on the base briefly and then let go. . I will fist fuck your ass.’Her words are exactly what I want to hear, and I see myself in the mirror in the ceiling and my mistress pulling on a glove and getting some more lubricant and soon I feel her hand at my ass.‘One finger,’ her finger slides up inside me, finding my prostate and putting pressure to it. But it feels so thin.‘Two.’ That is better, I relax my ass as I feel two fingers inside me.‘You start to jerk him off slowly.’ I hear my mistress instruct the girl and she proceeds to sit. "Possibly. Or... she discovered through other means." I don't understand." Neither do it, slave. And that is what has me concerned."Nyssa folded her arms and paced slowly around the room once. "What I did not tell you, my pet, is that there are sometimes people that can see the Darkness. They are called Sensitives." You think one saw Ursula and warned Becky and the others?" Sensitives are very rare, slave. Yet I found four. But I discovered their secret when I made them my slaves, or at least. "He sat back in amazement. "Well, damn," he breathed. "How'd he know a big word like that?" I don't know," Mom answered absently. "He just does. I think his Uncle Johnny taught him to read from the comics." The comics?" he echoed, dumbfounded. He reached for his coffee cup. "Damn," he breathed again.In my isolation, movies became my life. I devoured them like popcorn and soda. I saw three or four films each weekend. If new ones hadn't opened I'd frequent the rerun joints and the town's single.