After doing so, she opened her legs and invited me in. I was only too happy to oblige her request. I slid into her easily, watching her face as I plun...ed deeper and deeper into her. Her pupils were dilated and her hair was a tangled mess framing her face. I saw her hand creeping to her crotch, most likely to give her clit some attention. I would’ve loved to do that myself, but my arms were busy keeping me balanced. Her moans filled the room. She caught my eyes with hers and held them. I watched. I looked up to see my Mistresses boots before my face. I knew what was expected. I began to lick her boots with my tongue, to shine and clean the long leather boots she wore most of the time. I eagerly licked them with my tongue. I preformed this duty almost every day. I love the taste of her leather boots on my tongue. It was a task no longer humiliating for me that I now thoroughly enjoyed. After about ten minutes of tongue licking my Mistress was seemingly satisfied with my efforts."Crawl. I nodded. "I can't remove the chips or deactivate them without turning you into a vegetable."She nodded. "Explains a lot." She said."Like?" I asked curious."I don't like guy's but you're hot all the sudden. Even though you're scrawny as hell and pale Master." Said Tracy.I coughed. "Very polite." I deadpanned.She shrugged. "You had better be planning on getting Beth back." She said."I'm working on it." I said."Good."Turning away from me Tracy walked over to Kate and surprising my slave scooped. It got me horny. After a few seconds, he stopped washing, and looked at me. His face had an angry expression. That's when I thought. "uh oh". He turned off the shower and got out. "Why the fuck are you in here!" He screamed at me. He looked so hot when he's mad. Oh my god. He angrily walked towards me as I was speechless. He picked me up which made me make a noise. He was taller and stronger than me. I was somewhat sweet and innocent. He wasn't. He threw me on his single bed, and left the music.