“Thatwas the headache, Mom, but you took care of it. ShouldI go onto school now?”“Why? You’d only be late, and we can have the...whole dayto ourselves.” She ran her hand through his hair. “I’mgoing to bathe. Why don’t you rest until I finish?”“Maybe I’ll shower.”“Please don’t,” she murmured. “I love the smell of yourcrotch when you’re sweaty.”She hummed happily as she bathed, the hot. She didn’t say anything, (probably didn’t want to take it up the ass, she’s only done it a few times with me). She had to pee (she always has to pee when she gets nervous) and Mark said he wanted to watch her. While she went, he made her start stroking him again. After she wiped, he made her perch up her legs, spread eagle herself on the toilet, spread open her pussy, rub her clit. He asked if she was wet, she said yes, he told her to put her fingers inside her pussy and fuck herself, and then. “Good slave” you say, and i think i can hear a little pride in Your voice as our training is obviously making a difference. “Now stand and come here.”i comply at once, my hands never leaving the back of my neck as i try to rise up with some grace. my eyes are still locked on the floor; in this room, eye contact with You is a privilege not a right. When i reach You, You touch my chin and raise my head up. Taking just a moment for a sweet kiss, You grab my hair and push me onto the bed. You waste. ” Her body collapsing upon Midnight, begging all that is within her soul to hold on. Wanting desperately to follow him. His gentle arms enfolding her as she feels the warmth of his strong body behind her. His lips moving lightly at the base of her ear. “I will always love you, never doubt that. You will always be in my heart. Now be free little one, be free.” The warmth encompasses her and grows deep within as he drifts from her form as easily as he had slipped in. His hands guide her journey.