Ten, thank you Mistress you are so kind.”I said as a breathed heavily. My checks were tender and burning and I felt as warm inside as they felt.I st...yed in position as my Mistress walked over to the other side of the room and picked up a dog lead with a leather collar and a silver colored link chain from a hook on the wall.“This will be useful” she said. “Lift you head up.”I did as I was told and she fixed the collar round my neck.She stood in front of me, “Now it’s time for walkies.” A jerk of. It was a long ride from East Finchley, but only one change to make at Leicester Square before Hammersmith and finally the airport at Heathrow.For the whole trip on the Underground, I was wondering why the booking agent ended our conversation by saying, “Don’t forget to forget to pack your bathing suit!”Seemed odd. * *At last, we touched down in Kingston. When the plane’s door opened, a furnace blast of humid air rushed in — the promised balmy breezes! No wonder they called it the Steamy. Then holding them together and looking up at me with a pouty face, she ran it up and down along her chest. When I finally lay down on the bed, she removed her panties, exposing her wet sex. She kissed me deeply, wrestling my tongue with hers and she moved my hand between her legs placing my palm flat against her lips. I pressed against her with great force as she rhythmically gyrated her hips to reach the desired feel. In the meantime, she had taken my cock in her small hands and was stroking. It disgusted me as much as it turned me on, and I couldn't wait to get to my car to drink a fresh rum and coke that was poured and ready for me.I got up and started to leave."Where the hell do you think you're going boy?" I, um, well you wanted a blow job and I gave you one. I thought that's why you ordered me here." Boy, I don't know who you've been suckin until now, but I don't cum just once a night. I'm just getting warmed up, and you should be too boy, now git back down on your knees and do.