“She seems happy to let us do what we want to her,” I commented, “why don’t you nip upstairs and bring down the toy box while I retrieve her l...ptop from the car.”She went off grinning broadly and I went out to the car and grabbed her bag. I brought it back to the kitchen table and looked inside. Apart from the laptop there was the usual array of bits and pieces. I took out her purse and opened it. Her driver’s licence told me her name and address. I closed it and put it back in her bag. I. I hope I did not interrupt. I tried to wait until it appeared you were done." You are fine. Now, what is it you want… uhm?" My name is Kristen and after the class, I talked to Mistress Candace about something. You were wonderful in the class Ma'am, and Mistress told me you used to be one of her pets. We talked a bit about you and, well… this is kind of hard for me to say." Just say it, Kristen." Well, Mistress gave me permission to service you, and of course your Master as well. I would be. “You could lend me the receipt. I wouldn’t tell anyone.”Cayenne shot me a contemptuous glare. “Get in,” she ordered.The drive to the suit rental shop was even more parlous than the previous afternoon because Cayenne was clearly in a hurry. I sighed with relief that we were still alive when we arrived.Cayenne stomped into the shop, with me trailing meekly behind. “Do you have my partner’s tuxedo ready for a final fitting?” she asked.When I caught up with her, I found that she’d addressed the. He slapped my sex hard as he leaned forward and pumped stream after stream of hot cum into my throat, groaning loudly as his balls emptied his seed into my body. He drew back and slapped the side of my face playfully "Good whore, now it's is time to care care of the boys out there that work so hard for me. Do good and we might even feed you some food other than cum today."He walked to the door and opened it, addressing his crew "All right boys, listen up, the little whore is cooperating, and.