There was always a cock or fingers in my mouth and hands working me delivering a strange mix of pleasure and pain that had me cumming hard. When they ...ealised that I was about to hyperventilate one of them with simple, firm but gentle grip, brought me back to a space where my breathing steadied. The sub deep in me responded and I felt myself instantly calmed and ready to do whatever they wanted. My master decided when it was time for them to fuck me. I was glad as I wanted them to use me for. That day, all of us met in her house. My eyes were searching for him and not paying much attention to our talk. Then, I saw him going towards the kitchen.I had to start conversing with him, so I made an excuse and went to the kitchen to take water. Since it was lunchtime, he was taking his food.I waited for him outside the kitchen and was looking at him from the corner of my eye. When he was about to come out, I went in and bumped into him thus spilling his rice and dal. I acted that I was. . there was a darkness in my soul, something unknown, hovering just below the surface, something dark and primal that I had been too frightened to look at for more than just a fleeting moment. Until now.I knew he was there, I could feel his presence, hear the slight catch in his breathing but I couldn’t see him, for the mask that I wore cut out all possible light. I heard his footsteps now as he slowly circled the chair, the spikes of his cowboy boots clicking on the tiled floor. He came no. As long as I was careful with my breathing, especially when I climax. His back is turned to me anyway, so why not.Slowly I lowered my arm under the sheets and lifting the edge of my panties I ran my hand into them. At home I wouldn't have to do this since I preferred to sleep naked, the sheets of my bed against my bare skin left me with a tingling sensation, more so around my nipples. Thinking of this gave me that same feeling now so I moved my free hand under the T-shirt I was wearing. My.