“Ooh, yes, Hans is so lucky to have you.”I tried not to giggle, finding it so strange that Master had a second name. Hans. I liked Sven better. It...felt stronger, like him.“Mmm, yes, eat my ass, you naughty lamia,” she gasped. “Oh, I wish I could keep you. That tongue ... So different from a human’s.”“If you wanted to own me, you should have rescued me,” I giggled then plunged my tongue into her sphincter.“Gods, yes!” she gasped, my tongue wiggling through her bowels. “Sven earned your passion.. She cupped my balls with one hand, while holding on to the base of my cock with the other. I couldn’t hold back. My buttocks tightened and I shot my load deep inside of her mouth. She swallowed every bit of what I offered. She looked up at me and smiled, as she sucked the last vestiges of semen out of me just before running her wicked little tongue along the backside of my cock. She stood and we kissed. I could taste the bland remnants of my manhood mixed in with her saliva. Then, as quick as. " I'll put my mind to it as well," said Bob. "You know the Program as well as any of us. There is already a proctor at every station. When you're ready for her to start, let Megan circulate through all of the stations. She'll be an old pro before you know it."Less than an hour later, Megan went outdoors and met Kevin and Shannon. She decided to run first, not having done any running since she came back from college. She decided not to push herself too hard on the first run, and stopped after. " No!" SLAP! SLAP! "I'm sorry Master, forgive me, what I mean is, the last time he was there, it wasn't me, it was the 'Mistress of Pain' and my master," SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! "I'm sorry Master, forgive me! Please! I meant to say that Ron accepted that it wasn't me. But this time, there was no costume, there was no mask, there was only me not acting like a slave should act in the presence of—a former master." Go get washed up! You look horrid, I expect you to join us downstairs. I want you to eat.