You looked me over critically, telling me to make sure my cunt was shaved bare and to have an enema that afternoon. My skin tingled with anticipation,...as I imagined what you had planned for me.You'd never shared me, but I often wondered what it would be like to feel two mouths sucking on my nipples, or to be fucked in both holes while I sucked off a third cock. If it pleased you, I would be your obedient little slut.That evening, freshly showered, shaved and plugged, I waited for you to get. Whenshe had finished that course, he took the plates back to the kitchen,took the main course out from the warmed compartment where it had beenplaced when ready, and served it to his Mistress with another curtsey.He stood back again, this time barely in her line of vision and the onlytime he moved was to top up her wine glass when it was almost empty.A repeat of the operation followed with the dessert, then Sarah spoke."I will have a brandy in the sitting room, make it a large one. I willthen. Still, I enjoyed hugging my pretty and sexually satisfied wife to sleep.Until one night, Swati came home and started riding me on the couch with her work clothes on. As that tight little pussy slipped down to absorb my cock, I realized Swati never took off her panties – she wasn’t wearing them coming home from work!I was suspicious because in the morning I saw her putting her pink panties on with my own eyes. And this started to happen more and more often, and sometimes she was missing her bra,. I started fondling her waist and moved down to her thighs. I squeezed her thighs and slapped on them.“Someone is enjoying the nipple-pinching, it seems,” I said as I slapped the college girl gently on her pussy. It was wet.I turned her around, pulled her hair and whacked her ass real tight, with the wooden ping pong bat. “You like getting groped, baby?” I asked as I spanked her ass with the bat.“My body is owned by you, master. Whatever you wish is my order”, she moaned out. I brushed my hand.