She was going to let Greg see that she wanted him as much, if not more, than he wanted her. She'd said it before and always copped out at the last mom...nt, but she knew in her heart that she would tell him this time.She smiled to herself as she lay down on her back and looked up at the ceiling. Her hand traveled down her stomach as she thought of the possibilities. How would she do it? When? Where? How would it be? The mere idea of it was just too much for her emotionally charged mind. Her. I never had to warn her as she could always feel my sudden change in her mouth. Quickly moving to just the end of my cock so she could relish every drop I knew I would soon give her what she wanted."I love you so much Chrissy, thank you."I leaned back on the bed and tried to keep from crying out too loudly as my dick exploded sending my cream flying into Chrissy's suctioning mouth. Hot, sticky, and lots of it surged from somewhere deep inside me over her tongue and down her throat. She took it. Each held a small bucket and a sponge in their hands."Close your eyes and hold them tightly shut," commanded The Grand Mistress.Shaking slightly in fear, Jane did so and the two slaves began wiping down her body with a foul smelling, slightly green liquid that burned almost immediately as it touched her skin. Soon, she was whimpering in pain and quivering in her bonds."The burning only lasts a few moments," observed The Grand Mistress. "Once the hair follicle is dead, the pain goes away."Jane. "I nodded, "Of course you will - because you too are one of my 'sex toys' and don't you ever forget it."She nodded fearfully in response.I went to school and, perhaps because I, avoided the gym showers at noon, it was a quiet uneventful day. I even walked back home without any strange confrontation.Of course the day was far from normal - how it started out, my anticipation on returning to my home.Mom wasn't back from work when I got home from school but Amy came striding up to me as I was.