I did it faster and harder, which seemed much more preferable compared to before! This somehow caused me to feel turned on. I liked hearing that I was...making him feel good. I kept up this pace until he called me a slut, which caused me to stop completely. I was really upset with him. I even asked him if he was just using me all this time to be his 'sex toy'. However, he told me that there was nothing wrong with being that for my husband. In fact, he told me being that being 'sluttier' would. I came into the bedroom telling Ellen, her dad and cousins were still sleeping, I smell her desire just before slowly beginning to lick her exposed pussy tenderly. She writhes under my touch, disgusted with herself as she feels her arousal begin to burn in her groin far hotter than it ever has before. I wad up her panties and put them in her mouth to muffle her moans. My fingers plunge into her suddenly, she twisted and tried to squirm away, as i begin to suck her clit. She feels the bed. For, in a moment she was being poked with a needle as an IVwas inserted. Finally the surgeon spoke. "We will be making two smallincisions, one on each side of your pussy to remove your ovaries miss.You will be given a local anesthetic to prevent any discomfort and youshouldn't feel a thing." She saw the needle as he drew the liquid intoit from the tiny bottle. Oh God, she hated needles. "You are going tofeel a slight bee sting, miss." Just then she felt the needle enter herscrotum on the right. Chad looked at her with a very worried expression on his face."Mistress, I don't know if there's enough for everybody. I wasn'tplanning on company."Mel walked over and looked at the contents of the skillet. "Just divideit all out onto three plates. I'm sure we'll be able to make do."Chad wanted to protest and ask what about his dinner, but Mel wasstaring at him as if to dare him to mention anything."Yes, Mistress," he replied as he dropped a quick curtsey. A shortwhile later, he was.