I jumped as if electricity went through me. she only gave me a few licks and then moved up my body. She knelt above me with her big dick swaying back ...nd forth. Looking at the big stick I started to worry about it going in. I looked at Carole "You will have to go slow, that might hurt."She smiled and reached around her. Tucked in the bedside drawer was a small tube of lube. She took some and spread it on the cock. Then she spread the rest on my pussy. The cool lube was shocking. She knelt down. Part Two: I wrote a while back about my mistress, Karen, and how she hasturned me into a submissive TV slut. I am not allowed to wearmale undies at home, and have to do all the housework inwhatever outfits she sees fit. I have a large collection ofmaid's outfits now, as well as lots of sexy undies.Recently she has become increasingly dominant and regularlyfucks me with a strap-on dildo. She said that it was inpreparation to get me ready to lose my cherry to a real man. Ibecame increasingly. Once again, perfectlynormal.Mr Spencer flexed the cane and said “Are you ready, Meg”?“Will it hurt much, sir?”“Yes,” said Mr Spencer “of course it will hurt girl! The cane is supposed to hurt - and morethan a little! Now spread those legs a little wider, girl, I like a large target!“Meg complied with a quiet moan of disbelief. Mr Spencer could see everything!The first of the six stinging strokes caught Meg exactly in line with her anus and she nearlyshat herself!“Ooowwwwwwwwwwwww!” cried Meg,. Smiling to herself she rubbed her nipples anyway. It wasn't that she really cared, she was aethist after all. No one would tell her she couldn't enjoy the fullfillment of her own lush body. Biting her lower lip to supress her own moans, Tamara continued to tweak her own nipples and rub them. What she wouldn't give to have someone else doing this very thing to her, she thought as her hands slid down her smooth stomach.As Tamara's hand continued to travel southward down her body she found her.