Yes... I suppose she must be,“ said Quentin. He wondered what would happen now. Was this a serious offence? Most likely. Even so, he had to admit to...himself it was a very understandable offence.„I would like you, Mr Osman,“ said Madame Vesta slowly, „to lay on a further twelve strokes. And this time, I want all of them across Melissa's buttocks.“ She paused, and almost smiled at him. „You have no objection?“„None,“ answered Quentin. Then, emboldened the situation, he spoke again. „I think she. You wanna hang out with us later tonight?" Azrael's eyes raised up and, for a moment, didn't seem at all sad, but soon clouded in dread. "I'm sorry... I'd love to but I really can't." Adra knew there was more to it, but didn't want to press him. After all, she had only just met the guy. "All right, but do you mind if we sit next to you today?" She was smiling, and didn't seem like the type to take no for an answer. Giving up any hopes of a resistance, Azrael Garbyn softly nodded his. There was no hesitation in Angel's expression. No glimmer of reluctance in her eyes. Locking stares with Angel, she bit and drank, taking Angel into her body as Angel did the same to her. blood flowed, merging with blood, two halves made irrevocably into a whole. The women drank from one another sealing their lives and souls as one. There were no secrets, no hiding, and no separation. Much as a drop of water fell and became an ocean, so it was with their blood. It flowed, from one to the other. When the two slaves are used up mama and I will retire to the master bedroom on our own for some intimate lovemaking. This will be the last night together for two weeks. Mama is having a breast augmentation surgery tomorrow to make her tits even bigger for me and will need some time to heal. I have committed to being in chastity until we can fuck again so after a whole night of sordid fucking mama will lock my cock up in a chastity cage and keep the key.Mama has bought me a new slave to.