We both moaned. She then stepped to the side and away from me. My cock slipped out of her pussy and my tip forcefully slid the length of her ass crack... Tasha reached back with one hand and grabbed a hold of my member without looking. Carefully she pulled me along to follow her to the shower.She didn’t release her grasp from me until we had both stepped into the spray of the shower head and she turned to face me. I was placed under the direct spray first. I let the water cascade over me again. I could not refuse as I had become her ‘thrall’, all me time alone on the internet was with Mistress Alyson or for her, including taking pictures and videos to send Mistress Alyson, under strict instructions. To begin with these were of me naked or masturbating, though soon lead to me pissing on myself in the shower, dressing in my wife’s lingerie (either masturbating in or on her panties), and fucking myself with dildo Mistress Alyson had ordered me to buy and then taking pictures in woods of. I shouldn’t have cheated on him”“Men are pigs Sarah, fuck him.”“I love him though!” Sarah burst into tears, and wrapped her arms around Pixel. “I fucking love him though… What’s wrong with me?” She said the last part with so much pain in her voice that Pixel felt herself tearing up.“Im sorry... “ Pixel felt like begging, she felt like pleading, she didn’t want this to end. She knew she had no claim on Sarah, but she wasn’t ready for it all to end.“I told him about us, about you. I fucking. Didn’t Linda Lovelace appear on late night TV? And this was back in the Nixon era while the war in Vietnam was still going strong. It may have also been the time of the Moral Majority. My mind raced from subject to subject, trying to make some sense of my angst. Though it pained me to think of her as being ‘on an assignment’ and doing all sorts of things to strangers, not to mention sadists, I knew that it was all part of her work as a government agent. That was reassuring to some degree, but.