Beware if this...I had been trained to drink my Master’s urine every morning, as well as to lick her anus, armpits and feet for a long time. I loved...it, the powerful pheromones it released, made me so wet that I was made to the limit of orgasm. Beware if this happened! He strictly controlled my pleasure and rarely allowed me to exhilter, leaving me in a permanent state between frustration and excitement. I was constantly wearing a very uncomfortable chastity belt and a chrome anal plug. The. I tried to squeeze my thighs together to stop it and I brought my hands from around my back. Mr Batelli let go of my clothes and grabbed my wrists and placed my arms back behind my back, where they were. I looked down at him and just did as he led me too. With my arms behind my back I just looked down at him as he placed his hands back into my clothes and pulled down. My leggings and thong fell to my sketchers which were removed with my socks. After that, the leggings and thong went off one. She unbuttoned my wet shorts and then pushed me back. She stayed sitting up and pulled off my shorts and boxers. She wasted no time kissing my thighs and rubbing my stomach. I looked down and seeing her kissing my legs just below my pulsating cock with her ass up in the air made me want to cum right there. She kissed further up my thighs and went around my cocks to my hips and stomach. As she was kissing my stomach her luscious breasts started rubbing against my dick. I let out a very audible. She shivered, a combination of cold, fear and excitement, as she did her Master's bidding. His pale, frightened slave had her full and quivering buttocks to John now as she was bent forward at the waist, her hands holding the floor. She was so open to him, so completely accessible. He could see her lips, pink against the white skin and covered with soft, curly golden hair, as they reacted to this sudden exposure to the cold. He watched her muscles tense and relax, keeping her in suspense, not.