‘Ho! Ho, in there!’ The old gypsy called out. ‘Who cries?’ Divinity Mundane appeared in the empty space where her door had been, still weeping... ‘It is I, Divinity Mundane. I weep because I have lost all things in this world that I had.’ ‘Oooh,’ The gypsy cackled, ‘…not everything.’ ‘What do you mean?’ ‘Well,’ The old gypsy woman smiled coyly, pulling a small ivory pipe from within the layers of her clothes. ‘…it seems to me, so strongly, you glow with more than just a life of your own.’ She. “I don’t believe you.” My desperation overtakes me, and I begin pleading with you, “Please, Sir. I need your hard, throbbing cock in my tight little cunt, Sir. Please fill me up and use me! I know it will please you the way you should be, Sir! Enjoy this soaking pussy, it’s yours!” My voice is little more than a series of pants and whispers. My begging seems to please you, because mere (agonizingly slow) moments pass and I feel your cock posed at my pussy before it’s pushed in. Buried in a. We were still standing there when I heard the siren and saw the flashing lights through a window. I tried to extricate myself from the tangle, but Lynne held on fiercely. Jill got loose and opened the door for the two paramedics and a deputy who was with them. Their examination of Paul was short. Apparently they'd seen it before.They were very efficient then. After I told them who I was they tried to talk to Lynne. One of them talked on the radio and prepared a sedative that he shot into her. She can see right into people’s souls and see their true meaning and intentions. I also believe that you are one very lucky submissive, she will care for you as if you are her very own child.”“So, when we come out of the bedroom, if she feels a need to punish you for what you did, just take it like a woman, and you will be better for it. Do you understand?”Lily nodded her head, “Yes Master.”I smiled at her, “Lily, you will be great, just continue to learn from your Mistress and Natalie will.