" He put the tools backin the trays, carefully aligning each one in its allotted place."Coupla things. Assuming it's made of the same supertrick metal...as thecuffs, and it feels like it is, I'd haveta use a grinder to get throughit, maybe a tungsten-carbide or a diamond blade. Lotsa heat and thechance of it slipping or kicking as it cuts. That happens and it'sgonna take a chunk of your skull with it, or chop into your carotidmaybe." He stirred the cuffs on the table with one finger.. Got me?”“Yes Sir.”“I did something that I rarely do and that was to let one of my slaves off of her chain for a little while. I didn’t free you, I just told you to enjoy yourself, did I not?”“Yes Sir, you did.”“When I told you that I already knew that you were the best blowjob on this side of town, you even joked with me about “taking samples” to prove it and what did your Master do? I gave you permission to do anything you wanted to do except to give that sweet little asshole to anyone else,. As she fucked me, I could see my dick swaying beneath me, swollen with excitement from the morning's cumulative activities. I longed so much to be able to reach back and touch it myself, to give myself the orgasm I so badly needed, but with my hands tied to the headboard, the only person who could give me what I needed was my mistress. I felt one of her hands leave my ass, and I suddenly gasped as the strap-on jumped to life inside of me. Looking back over my shoulder, I saw the remote in her. "Rule number one. No sex first thing if I'm in a rush," she began, "Work comes before play. Understand?"I yawned again. Yeah. I nodded. Bummer.Mom gave me serious side-eye as she unbuttoned her cuffs and rolled up both sleeves of her yellow blouse. "In which case, we can do one of two things," she continued, "I can either relieve you by hand or I can perform oral sex on you." Uh," I mumbled as I pretended to give each option some thoughtful consideration. Was she serious? That would be like.