? aching and craving for Him.?itoh god Master.? to read this definitely gets Your cunthole flowing.? knowing it would be made to be 'normal' for the o...tside world, while craving to be home in it's place.? living the most humiliating and depraved and painful acts that it's Owner wishes it to have.? Your property begs for the modifications, maybe it should start milking it's clit more, as well as tripling the time it spends weighted for Master?? to have to beg to piss or shit, knowing it could be. It was early afternoon of the second day when we arrived. We had met a farmer and slept the night in his house with his wife and four children. We left that morning with Zaccus' and Anna's good byes ringing in our ears. We promised to stop on the way back.We walked in to the small town. There were perhaps a hundred or so adults living in the town. We met a cousin of hers, Jonas, and I was introduced to him as husband. His eyes widened a little at that. They were even wider as Elena explained. But I headed to Becky’s room again. I placed my wife’s panties on her pillow as well, then looked at the camera, blowing her a kiss.Becky called me again, asking if I had gotten to see the messages she had sent while I was fucking her sister on her bed. She said how hot it was and she couldn’t wait to feel my cock inside of her. Her messages she had sent were pictures of her panties and how wet they were as she watched me pounding her dirty fucking sister on her bed.Becky. A woman walked in, stopping in front of me. We looked at eachother. "Michael is that you?" she asked.No longer frozen, I fled the kitchen, almost knocking her over as I ranfor the stairs. Damn heels! I stumbled but made it to the top withoutfalling. I dashed inside my room and slammed the door behind me. OhGod, I thought as I dived on to my bed. Have I ever been so scared andfrightened? My heart felt as if it would burst at any moment and Iwished it would. I started crying. It might.