"I quickly complied and she straddled my face. She whipped my thigh and commanded, "Lick me, you cunt."I started licking her pussy and she said, "This...is the kind of treatment Mistress Bella's slaves get." She reached behind and grabbed my cock and said, "But this isn't responding to that treatment." I had to agree that being forcefully commanded was not appealing at the moment, but I kept licking her pussy. "Physical pain does not do it for you. Intimidation does not do it for you. Neither. As soon as he finished cumming and pulled out I closed my legs and told I had to get home and thanked him. I ran out to my car and put my panties on and drove the three blocks home. When I came into the house my husband sensed something was up as I ran up the stairs to our bedroom. I undressed as I ran. I jumped on the bed and laid there as my husband entered the room holding my cum stained panties. He put the panties to his mauth and tasted the cum and then he took off his clothes and jumped. Some barely concealed her soft, ripening breasts. She could see the edge of her brown circle exposed along the top, and her stirring nipples were visible through the thin material.Other garments cut slyly across the top of her smooth, round bottom and then plunged along her lower abdomen, barely covering the soft, downy pubic hairs that first sprouted only a few years before. They accented her long adolescent legs and thighs, as did the stockings and garters she sampled.The saleslady was ever. A siren was ringing faintly in the distance, and there were a whole bunch of people staring at him, and poking things in all sorts of places, some of them which felt very unfamiliar to him!He felt as if he was hallucinating and like he was floating. His body felt so light that he decided just to lay still and let these strange people do whatever was necessary to him for the moment. Maybe that burning charm had set fire to the house or something, and he had been injured. With a bit of luck maybe.