"It's not that I don't like to hear my slaves beg, Iza, I do." said her Mistress, calmly. "But that wasn't begging, it sounded more like an order. I... I hear you talk like that again, you will regret it." Abigail was gasping for air, her mind a haze of pain. The black scarf girls were stripping her, quickly, efficiently. It wasn't hard. Her tight, thin blouse was torn off, her mini skirt, her shoes; she was completely naked in mere moments. They had ropes, thin and nylon, sliding. While it’s only been a few weeks, it feels like an eternity. And I know our time together will seem to rush by us like the wind. Your smile warms my heart like the summer sun warms my skin. Your laugh refreshes me like the feel of a cool lake on a sultry day. Your kisses thrill me and our conversations soothe me. To look into your eyes is like watching the stars dance through sky. At times I wish I had met you earlier in life, yet I understand that there is a purpose for everything under. Kimberly asked, “Would you like me to fix that for you? I can suck it for you just like mom does…”At that very moment I thought that she had seen her mother sucking my cock and I panicked.Then she finished her statement with, “…Sammy’s cock!”Sammy is my sixteen-year-old son. What is my wife doing sucking his cock? Then I felt my cock being pulled out and a nice warm mouth slipping over the head. As I looked down I saw Kimberly sucking on the head of my cock. Both of her hands were wrapped. "You sure you want to do that?" His lips twitched a little and then he smiled. "That'd be great." As he watched her walk away, he looked over the rest of gathered federal agents, very aware that they needed all their attention and concentration. Even Franks was behaving, though he glowered a lot of the time."Of course I do," she smiled back, glad for the smile from him. Grabbing his cup, she got up and poured him some fresh coffee from the pot. Turning back, she walked up to him, holding it.