Well let me ask you something, Little Thing. If all men are the same, why do women take so long to choose?" He brushed his fingers under my chin and ... turned reflexively. His dark eyes were shot through with amusement like arrows with flaming tails. "I don't think all men are the same," I replied, "I think all people are the same. And they're all part of the same great mush. Man, woman, or child." "You think I'm an asshole, don't you?" "Whatever gets you off." He smiled as if this were. The guests arrived and were seated. Some of them were aware of our Femdom relationship, while the majority were not. They thought they would be viewing a wedding, but it would be something completely different. It would be a slave completely submitting to his superior and Mistress accepting ownership of Her property.All of the guests turned to look toward the back when the opening chords of "Here comes the bride" rang out. They were surprised and confused by what they saw. Mistress was not the. . Thish girl ish... ish... 'ery 'lose, Shhirrrr!" I hissed through my teeth, curling my toes trying to stop its advance. "We can't have that..." Very slowly he twisted the plug out of me and I groaned in frustration, dropping my head as he let go of my hair. "Oooohhhh..." His hands were on my ass spreading my cheeks again. I could feel the juices running down the inside of my thighs. It cooled as it dried on my skin. A counterpoint to the hot redness of my ass, the juicy heat of my pussy and. Filthy?. body?. He nodded: ?Take the money in your mouth without hands and say: ‘whore wants to pay sir, please use my holes’. She bent trough her arms and took the money in her mouth, and crawled to the man speaking to her: ?Whore? wants to pay Sir? please use ?all of my ? holes?.?On your back, spread those legs! Time for your punishment!? She saw her husband being pushed toward her, having no clothes on. She felt guilty of not paying attention on what was happening to him in the meanwhile. He.