" said Vesta with little conviction."But I need your guidance, Vesta!" Bacchus explained, "I plan to hold a feast for all the gods of Rome to share my...creation, but I don't know what I could possibly serve to compliment ambrosia wine. More ambrosia seems redundant, but anything I could produce would seem so common next to such a wine. Then I remembered my dear Aunt Vesta, the finest cook in the heavens, the goddess of goddesses when it comes to laying out a fine repast. Surely you can advise me. ” “Did my slut obey her Mistress and not touch herself since Wednesday?” “Mistress, your slut has been very bad, she has touched herself. She made herself come four times. She could not help it. She was so impatient to be with you. She is sorry.” “Bitch, another thing I will punish you for. I also presume that you have played with your nipples ” “Yes Mistress, I deserve to be punished some more.” She took a small crop from the table. It was about two inches wide by six inches long, with a. I am no creep so told her exactly how old I was and she said she really wanted a mature man that knew how to treat a woman.One meeting led to this date and she blew me off my feet when she asked if we could go back to my place. As we entered my small apartment she looked around and said, “nice and tidy, not a college dorm room with jock straps and dirty socks everywhere,” and grinned. She turned to me and without hesitation we kissed, and not a polite little hello type kiss. I parted my lips. ”It was my turn to laugh. “Just the dogs and once will be enough. I’m not a young filly anymore. And I have nine more days ahead of me and my hosts don’t have many hours sight seeing for me on their itinerary.”“They tell me on your last day you’re going to spend it locked up with their ten dogs?”I nodded. “it’s been my biggest fantasy to be pack bred. By many dogs.Taking turns.”Just talking about it and knowing it was going to happen was making me so wet and even more excited.“Why don’t we make.