. get going, alright?” He felt stressed out and slightly overwhelmed. Tonight a whole host of people would be arriving at his inn. Alfred had gotten...the letters announcing their arrivals weeks ago, all pretty curly letters, written in some expensive ink on pretty snow-white parchment. The moment he held them in his hands he knew they aught to be royal letters and sure enough, when he opened them, they were. Not only was the Eastern Queen Petunia coming to bless his humble home. Her brother and. What a sight it must have been me dressedas I was, my shorts down around my knees, bound over a desk gagged andbeing fucked by this man! "You sure have... have a nice... tight pussy... slut!" Master says as Ifeel his cock spasm inside me and deposit his cum in me. His cock twitches several more times, each time depositing yet more cuminto me. A new round of sobs overcomes me as I realize what I havebecome. Finally I feel Master's shrinking cock slip out of me and Mastersnap the back of my thong. "Ok then let's get started." He poured the cum from the jar to the pitcher. I pitcher was about 2 inches short of being full. "I'd say that's about 700ml." He handed the pitcher to me. We want you to drink that in one go".My eyes widened."If you don't chug it, you will receive a lash on your cunt with my rubber hose for every extra sip you need. And if you spill anything or vomit anything back up... Now start drinking bitch. Let's have a countdown."All the guys started counting down. . I sat mug at lip pondering her revelation. “Joe After my hubby died I became even more wealthy and regularly employed the services of a highly -trained expert in delivering the sort of 'treatment' that you might find difficult to hear about. but Joe it's been very much a part of my life and I would like to ask before I answer the question you asked by the lake, if you would allow it to continue or perhaps deliver the harsh treatment yourself that I so desire because without it I can`t live.