”“Yes, Mistress. Sorry.”She smiled, and started once again to run her fingers over me, as she had before. But this time, she knew all my secret ...laces. And she was in absolutely no hurry.She played me at a very low and slow pace, catching the heat of my earlier orgasm which it still glowed like embers in my body, emphasizing it, drawing it forth like dew being drawn from the grass in the morning sun: slowly, imperceptibly, but with an inevitability that was enticing and irresistible.After a. “I am glad to see that you did not remove the chastity belt. You truly are showing me how compliant you can be dear sex slave.” I nodded graciously, almost blushing. Master paid the tab and we left the café arm in arm. I followed Master back home and once inside, he got that infamous smile on his face. I knew the night was far from over and began to feel my panties becoming damp. Master stated he felt like playing a twisted little game of find the key to the chastity belt. Hmm…I pondered how. As slowly as I could, I push into her butt and felt the soft flesh part around the head of my cock. Lucy grunted, and gave a long breath out. I pushed my cock just barely into her arse and then stopped. She felt so tight that I didnt think any more would go on. First page! I whispered into her ear. There was a pause, then Lucy propped herself up enough to open the catalogue. She didnt seem too worried at this point. With my head of my prick still embedded in her bum, she flicked through the. I ran my hand up his arm and felt his muscular strength. I put my hand on his knee and moved it up to his crotch where I felt his dick running down the left pant leg. I caressed it and felt it stiffen. His breathing became more rapid as did mine. "I've never known a woman as beautiful as you," he said. "Oh, you're such a smoothie," I said. "No, really," he assured me.By now I was so sticky, I reached down and removed my thong panties. He took them from my hands and smelled the crotch. His big.