She sighed and moved her hips in rhythm with his fingers.A low moan escaped her mouth as the most sensitive part of her body was aroused. Her pussy li...s separated, her deep channel became lubricated, and she anxiously awaited the next stage of the process."You are a fine piece of ass, Mrs. Ana”. He whispered “I think you will enjoy my huge cock; all white pussies I have fucked tell me they love it”“Turn around madam," he said in a commanding voice.Ana tried to raise her waist up, but suddenly. Both girls just looked at me and smirked as I described my day.“I went over to Brigitte and Becky’s house and we played cowboys in their backyard,” I said. Patty said, “If you went to their house you probably played cowgirls, not cowboys” and she giggled. I agreed that was right and Mr. B asked what the difference was between “cowgirls” and “cowboys.” I said that in “cowgirls” the girls get to be the bosses. He asked, “Well, if they were the bosses, what were you?”I answered that I had been the. Someone entered the room. It was Mistress Vera, and she smiled to see the fear on the face of her slave. This psychological part of the punishment would be a lot more effective than mere pain. It would debase her and make her more her slave than ever. She put down the bag she had been carrying and stepped around to the front of her slave. “Now my little slut,” she said simply, “you will finally have the chance to be a real slave and serve me as is your purpose. I am having a dinner party. Gary had pulled the car around to the hospital entrance and was waiting tohelp me in. Most of my meds had worn off and I was feeling some sorenessand tightness around my abdomen, so I was grateful for the help. It wasalso incredibly sweet. As I stood, Gary embraced me and kissed me on thecheek. "Let's go home" he said. I got a warm feeling in my belly and myknees got a little weak.Dad was there to get mom also and we drove separately to Gary's house. Garydrove extra cautiously, "You're carrying.