Debbie had heard Marion screaming most of the day, and was now feeling sorry for her. But, she still had this desire burning deep in her sole.As they ...ere walking to dinner, Debbie was formulating a plan. But, would Beth cooperate. She did not risk telling her anything. She would wait until the time was right.After dinner, Sara left because she was on the Board of Justice. There were three former Mistresses on the Slave Auction tonight, and she had to be available if any of the new owners. I put on a pair of panties that I bought for him and a coral bra he got me as a gift. He asks where I am going and I tell him, “Nowhere. Just wanted to show off the panties I bought for you, to match the bra.” “Well, nice choice. Very sexy!” I smile and climb into bed. He lays there next to me, catching up on things we missed in the past three months since we were last together. Then silence, perfect silence. But being so close to him, I wasn’t just going to lay there. I want to take advantage. Bob Mason felt the warm resilient body pressed tightly to his own, felt the firm rippling muscles of her shoulder beneath his encircling arm, smelled the heady fragrance of her hair and her body. Goddamn! Oh it was going to be good, all right; it was really going to be good! Bob Mason felt a throbbing ache in his balls, and the blood was beginning to pound hotly in his rising cock, making little tingling sensations race back and forth across the swelling head. Damn! He couldn't wait much. It was totally different, more intense, and made even more so by the fact that I hadn't fully recovered from my previous climax. I thought my cunt would burst. She didn't fist me for long this time, but I knew Tegan had something else in store. "Keep facing the wall," she said. She stepped away and then I heard the unmistakable buzzing of a magic wand. I lurched forward against the wall as that intense buzzing centred on my clit. Tegan forced it against me -- hard. Then surprisingly after only.