She asked me about teaching remotely and my Mistress. I asked her about a home office and her submissive. Turns out her name was Jeannie and she lived...in Miami. They used to fly every other week to be together. Like many other things, weekend trips were no longer possible. Like Sheila and I, she and Jeannie survived online.May turned to June when I ran only in gym shorts and a sports bra. One day I met her going the other way, at a stopping point. It was hot, even at seven in the morning and we. As she opened her mouth to protest I pushed my cock in it and told her she shouldn't talk with her mouth full. It was the same kind of surrender moment I had with her Mum, all those months ago (see my other stories) after her Mum saw be beating one out. Lisa was sat there with my cock in her mouth, completely motionless and wrestling with her feelings. Each split second of indecision was literally delicious...until she started sucking and moving her head back and forth along my shaft. She. .Daddy," and it was all I could do toget the words to tumble out of my mouth through the continuing sobs."Are you sure you will drink it all sissy?" questioned Daddy."Yes...Daddy," I choked out my reply."Be sure you suck on this bottle hard and fast or you will get more ofthe paddle!" Daddy warned.'Yes...Daddy," and as I answered, Daddy began to untie the ropes thatkept me over the back of the wooden chair. Then he sat me down on thechair and used the nylon ropes to tie around my waist and. Suddenly as I continued my licking she started to pee, it splashed against my tongue and ran in to my mouth. Instinctively I swallowed the amber nectar; for the next few minutes, Karen continued to flood me with her piss.We then finished our shower and both dressed for work, Karen to go to the supermarket and I to go see a client re filming.At lunch time, I received a call from Karen saying that she was sorry for this morning and it was unforgivable for a slave slut to piss on her own master. I.