Both of them were breathing heavily and were sweating from their exertions. After a pause, the younger woman reached over and picked up the clothes br...sh from the chair arm. She tapped it gently against the red hot bottom, lying there in front of her.“Right, Miss. Just twelve with the brush and then Mum will forgive you, is that understood?” She laughed as she acted out exactly how her spankings went when her mum, Katherine, punished her.“Yes, Gabby.” Rebecca sniffled and returned her face to. Now it’s just a thing. If mistress is okay with me screwing a hundred or two hundred guys just to see if I can, then I will.Self doubt is what’s making me terrified. What if I can’t act the part I’ve been assigned? What if I’m not physically fit enough to do what needs to be done? How many cocks can I take in my mouth, my cunt and my ass before my body just shuts down? Can I make mistress proud? That’s the most important question. Can I make my mistress proud?I already know the story mistress. It brought back very vivid memories of that one night from long ago. I closed my eyes and let my mind freely wander back to that night. I could almost smell him, feel his cock inside me again and even taste him in my mouth.I opened my eyes and felt flushed and warm. I tried to concentrate back on the computer screen. There was one more subfolder that was still unexplored. It was titled 'Cuck.' I didn't know what this meant. I opened it and there were quite a few files and another subfolder. She genuinely hadn't expected my piss in her mouth. I pushed her lower. Her face was covered in my urine. it was running everywhere, her mouth was filling.She choked just a little."swallow"She did as she told, normally she was a bit stubborn, but she seemed to have been waiting for this. I drenched her face as she swallowed my pee and opened her mouth.I could feel my bladder drain. My cock was already 1/2 swollen.I shoved it in her pee filled mouth and felt the hot pee run down my balls.She.