“…your poor cock looks so hard, I bet he must have left lots of sticky mess every night.”“Yes Princess. Thank you for understanding Princess.�...�“Understanding slave? I don’t think so… you are still going to be punished for it, don’t you worry. It’s just a question of how.”She looked over at the paddle on the bedside table, then back at me, and smiled.“Hmm, not this time,” she sighed. “But don’t worry, you’ll be punished.”“Thank you Princess.”She smiled again and stroked a little harder. I sighed. I could not move my head or even moan with David's cock buried deep into my throat. My pussy was wetting Becky's fingers as I felt my body shake. My legs went rigid as I rode out my first orgasm. It was long and hard. When it was over, my body went slack but only for a few seconds. Becky did not let up her onslaught of my clit and I felt myself being pulled into another rocking orgasm. I tried to object, but there was nothing I could do.I tried to bend and straighten my legs as a sign to Becky. We could not stop the demanding, frantic cycle until the shared fire burned us both to nothing. In the morning, I woke up slowly. We had fucked again four or five more times in the night — I lost count, blurry from the multiple orgasms — and I felt every drop of the endorphins still left in my blood. I turned, saw that Sira was still asleep, and had a wicked thought.I pulled the covers back and saw her dick lying limp against her leg. Smaller now that it was soft but still marvelous. I hadn’t. I’ll be honest with you and tell you exactly what I’ve come up with.”“Marshal, I need to tell you something first, before Caleb answers you,” Abigail said quickly.“Have you and Caleb done something you’re ashamed of or afraid I’ll be mad about?” He asked her.“No. Well, I don’t think we have anyway. We haven’t had sex yet, if that’s what you’re asking. I did let him see me naked the first night we were here. Belinda and I were together and Lee Yu and Lilly Beth were in the room when we did it. I.