“Are you sure, mistress?” I asked. “I want you to use my tight little hole to edge that cock of yours until you can’t take any more, but so he...p me god if you cum without my permission, once you are done eating your own cum from my ass, I will spank your ass harder than I ever have before.” she said in a demonic voice I had only heard on one other occasion and that occasion had not ended well for my rear end. I began hesitantly sliding my cock into her ass. The tight grip on my cock was. She stepped out of her boots and knelt naked in the grass at Annabelle’s feet. The white cowboy hat, however, remained firmly on her head.Mark stood next to her holding something on the palms of his hands as she bowed low and said, “Mistress Anne, I fully submit myself to you as my Mistress and beg that you accept me as your submissive slave.”Annabelle took a white leather collar from Mark’s hands and said, “I accept you as my submissive slave-wife and give you this collar as a symbol of our. While this was going on, Dalu continued to manipulate my breasts. She cupped one. playing with the nipple, while her mouth and tongue was working on the other. Unlike the boys in the dark who had spent so much time with my breasts, Dalu didn't seem to be trying to eat them, or conquer them. It felt like she was making slow, passionate love to them. She was enjoying their feel, their texture, the difference between the soft skin of my tit and the rough feel of my aureola. She played tenderly. “You killed my family.” “Ah you're mistaken my lovely,” I responded quickly. “It was my soldiers who killed your family, and you would've been raped and murdered with them if one of my procurers hadn't been traveling among the squad that captured your farmhouse.” Her beautiful blue eyes stared up at me in fear. “You would find yourself a common whore in the gutter right now,” I continued. “If I didn't find you to have a compelling beauty that would make a fine addition to my harem.” To.