Nevertheless, he sank to his knees before her, his face between her spread legs. Her lips were very swollen and wet now, exuding the powerful odor of ...eminine arousal."Get to it," she told him, spreading her legs a little further, until they were as wide as she could make them. "And make sure it's sparkling clean."He began to lick, plunging his tongue up and down through the crack of her ass, over and under her anus. The erection he'd had wilted as he felt the surprisingly unfeminine roughness. My Master always told me how beautiful my body was, but a slave like me does not think so. I am not beautiful for others, only for him. My charms, my body is beautiful for him alone.I try my best to ignore the approving glee of boys and men tracking my progress with enlarged eyes. To me they are nothing. Trash. He's the only man on earth, my life.Yet the women are a totally other ordeal. The scorn, the shaking heads, the whispering.Finally I am here, my target, the reason for this walk of. The fear, the pain, thehumiliation. The long haired wig was full of cum and stuck to my face, Icould not feel my balls, my asshole felt about 6 inches wide open andleaking, I was covered in piss and cum, these stupid heels hurt my feetand were hard to stand up in and this silly mini skirt and crop top didnothing to keep out the cold.The cold. My God, it was cold! February in New Jersey and here I was,practically naked and freezing. With a sinking feeling I remembered thatI had been driven. “I want you so bad.”I pull back and look into those dark possessive eyes filled with longing. She takes my hand and leads me back to the bedroom. She pulls her hair over her shoulder and presents the zipper of her dress to me. I tug it down and she lets her dress fall down, revealing a body as perfect as any goddess. Her hands slip under the hem of her thong and she slowly pulls on it until it falls to the floor. I can’t pull my eyes away from her butt “Like what you see?” I swallow down the.