She licked her lips, rose from atop me, and kissed me hungrily on the mouth ... with tongue. Lots of tongue, in fact. Her rather splendid tits waved a... me as well, making it tougher to soften up just yet. Just then, of course, I heard Dad grunt and groan as he spilled his seed inside Kathy. Like it or not, both of us had gotten some strange, though I still suspected that she cheated on me... Well, I never wanted monogamy, but she conned me into it ... only to violate her own pact. Other than. I’m not, for reasons that escape me. Maybe Cassidy has it right and I basically consented ahead of time, which would explain things. If I did, at least subconsciously, consent to this, then it would be why I didn’t ... and for some reason still don’t, feel violated at all or my self-determination and bodily autonomy robbed from me, my agency, if you will.“It’s going to be one of the great mysteries of my life. Objectively, if I heard about this, I would have thought that the man really was. I stroked her hair.“Did she hurt you slave?”“Yes, Master.” She looked at me.“Oh my word, you’re going to have a shiner there,” I said, looking at her darkening eye.“There’s more.”She disengaged herself from my arms, and began to strip off, When she was naked she turned slowly round showing me the marks of the riding crop. Ruth had been pretty free and indiscriminate with it.That was something else I had remembered about slaves; you do not allow anyone else to damage your property, it is under. He pushed his weight onto my shoulder as he eased himself upright, his cock still in my ass, 'Can you take it out', I asked pleadingly, 'Sorry baby, Daddy likes your asshole', and at that he pulled me upright and held me close to him, 'Lets get in front of the mirror', and at that we shuffled across to the full length mirror, where we studied ourselves, his wizened old face contrasting with my youthful bloom and flowing blond locks.He played with my breasts and I felt a huge discomfort with his.