Then mistress ,ordered to get marker. And write her name on top of my cock . big and bold. Yes, I really felt I am owned by mistress, I marked for her... like slaves.Mistress ordered to writing “Her cunt “ on my right leg. So it was all. I was her cunt and slave and humiliated. Then I had to write “cum dump” on my left leg, It was so humiliating but I accepted what I wrote on my body, I was owned and mistress could decided what I am. It wasn’t my last humiliate thing. Mistress ordered to pain my. Ooh ohh my proclaimed Heather "I thought you were down the street at your friends house Gary?"Uuh uuh,doesn't anybody knock anymore?That's my picture Gary,am I really that attractive to you? Why sure Heather your probably the most beautiful woman I've ever seen Heather...Really? I'm flattered Gary but I'm twenty-five years older than you and you're my step son!Gary's raging hard-on by now had went flaccid.Heather spoke,that was some erection you had there Gary!,you do favor your father she said. As she set the garments down she leaned in near my ear and whispered, “Now it’s your turn,” at the same time taking my hands in hers and placing them at the waist of her top. Now I knew I had made a wonderful decision! I slowly pulled her top up and off, revealing a very full lace bra. She turned her back to me and looked over her shoulder at the strap of her bra and winked at me, so I took the hint and loosened that as well. Turning back towards me, she slid the bra off, revealing full D cup. Lekin ab maine apna ek hath nichhe karke uski chaddi ke andar dal diya.Uski chut ke upar ke chhote chhote balon ka ahsas mujhe hua. Main uski balon ko halka halka sahlane laga. Chusne aur dabane se uska gora badan is tarah gulabi hone laga tha jaise kisi ne makkhhan me kesar milla diya ho. Woh siskiya par siskiyan bharti rahi aur main chusta raha sahlata raha.Isi waqt uske hath ne kheech kar mera lund bahar nikal diya tha aur woh use daba rahi thi.She: Kholo ise!Usne meri underwear ki or ishara.