The smell of her virgin cunt was intoxicating. I pulled out my cock and started jerking it while sniffing her panties. I knew it was wrong and I knew ...t was sick but I didn't care. It took me less than a minute to shoot a thick load of cum across her sheets and onto her pillow case. When I got myself under control I stripped her sheets and pillow cases and threw them in the washer. I was angry with myself for having those thoughts and swore to never have them again. I finished around the house. This time though, Jenni had her own agenda to run to and instead of stopping when I nodded, she switched to my genitals. The pain of the many strings of the tassel, whipping my cock and balls soon had me whimpering. I pleaded with my eyes for her to stop, but she had taken control for tonight and I was to be subjected to her whims.The pain became something else. Instead of registering each lash as a fire in my brain, I started to look forward to each stroke, anticipating the brief flare of. She didn't tell me until later that she just wiggled that gorgeous ass of hers and help was given, though she said she had to mop up the drool when the guys left."I'm sure they were a bit disappointed that I was 'taken' but they cheerfully helped me out. I told them to come back tomorrow and I'd give them a free shirt."Ahhh, some things never change. Thank God!"That's good thinking Hail, labor for a shirt. Not a bad trade," I noted with a grin.I helped her deploy the remaining coverings, though. Oh, no. All three are involved with an "intoxicated person of the male persuasion" who does not seem to comprehend the simple fact that the particular brand of rum that he likes is no longer available here! Back in her era of freedom, she would have snapped at the man and summoned a clerk, but Master does not permit her to use pejorative language to a man, so she waits patiently for nine minutes while the three clerks escort their rather vocal customer out of the store. As it turns out, there.