.. every time you refer to me as master, and every time you refer to yourself as my slave, I cringe inside. If you want to be with me, those two words...are keeping it from happening.”The hurt in her eyes whenever I corrected her, in the slightest way, was so profound that it caused me pain. It wasn’t in my makeup to treat a woman as a thing. You could forget about me using one for a punching bag or someone to hurl verbal abuse upon. I have always loved women. Women gave me the best memories in. "Alice, I've been pretty cagy about the plasm thing." I've noticed. Is there some sort of initiation ceremony? Do I need to pledge to learn the 'inner secrets'?" Well, there is no formal ceremony. You do need to pledge to the House, but while petty it's a pretty serious commitment, you can't know what you are committing to until I tell you some pretty unbelievable things. So, as a preliminary step, can I have your word that even if you decide not to join our House you will keep what I tell you. Ki awaj sare kmre me aa rhi thi or anti kha rhi thi ki kha ja sale teri anti ki chut ko oh ha sale ab chode ga ya nhi kute chhod me jhar jaau gi oh maine bhi kha koi bat nhi anti jhar ja aaj to teri chut ka pani to main pi ke hi rhuga or fir kuch der badanti puri ki puri sakt hone lagi or mere sir ko pakd ke jor se apni chut me dabawa de diya or sari kapne lsagi or wo jhad gyiOr fir main bhi uski chut ke pani ki ek bund bhi niche nhi jirne diya or fir apna muh upar kar ke apne hotho par jiv fer. .. just to aid the cleaning process, of course.Within moments her cock began to stir. Seeing her slave in his completely immobilized state and feeling his warm cheeks sucking away on her shaft overwhelmed her. Blood flowed to her fleshy weapon and it began to expand in her gimp slave’s mouth. Her face blushed crimson and lust took hold of her yet again. On days like this, even she was surprised by how much sway her demonic gift held over her. She couldn’t help herself.“I think ... I still have.