Now there was a special kind of excitement, I was following a perfect stranger to his apartment where, hopefully, we were going to screw our brains ou....Even my underthings were right, delicate lingerie and stockings with lacy elastic tops. I didn’t wear these things to titillate men, but for my own benefit. Wearing things like that under a conservative dress always make me feel sexy, and when you’re on the prowl, you want to feel sexy and desirable. Now that I was sure I was going to be out of. In large letters the word SHITEATER appeared. I bowed my head in humbleobedience to my Master. He told me that I had disobeyed him by letting the shitdrool down my chin and breast? but thathe would be lenient.? I felt so gratefuland placed my hands in a prayer and bowed to him for his leniency. He told methat? I could now have something to eatbut that he wanted me to eat in front of him so that the food would mingle withmy shit covered mouth. I was ordered to go get a white plate and a knife. The door swung shut behind him, and he heard the dead bolt click home. What the hell? Two of them! Probably a couple of lesbians - but what kind of games are they playing?"Excuse me, ladies, but I don't want to break up your fun and games!" He turned back toward the door, something telling him he'd better leave, now!Annabelle was loosening her robe. The front of it was open, revealing the supple willowiness of her lushly mature body, and his eyes swiveled to take in the beauty of it, aware at. Next came Opal Anne and I gave her an equally gentle kiss on the lips.She returned my kiss with one that was a lot more passionate.“When we get home, I want you pumping seed into me for the next five days. Every time you feel like you’ve had enough rest, I want you pumping inside me all the time. If I don’t have another of your babies as soon as possible, I’m going to be very hard to live with.”I was going to say something about ‘going to be?’ but I didn’t. Instead I moved my hand between her.