I push your legs up high, running my tongue over your sexy ass, through your pussy lips, and bury it on your clit. My lips hold your clit in place as ... run my tongue back and forth across it. Every so often I dip my tongue into your dripping pussy to make you even wetter. As I feel your clit throb on my tongue, I reach up and grab your tits, pinching and pulling on your nipples. You begin to pant a little more as you repeat, "Yes Master," as you cum hard in my mouth. You feel my tongue between. I move to the shower and she is briefly hopeful, but I only put the plug in the tub so that it starts to fill. Now she is instructed to lay back, hands above her head, as the water that falls on her slowly fills the tub. She is gasping constantly now. People shipwrecked in icy waters often drown within minutes because the plunge into such cold liquid shocks them into opening their mouths and breathing in under the surface. The slave is gasping in that way now, spasmodically trying to draw in. His eyes focused down at her. ‘I am a man of God!’ He reached down to her to pull her out of the bed, but she was as strong as he was. She grasped his shirt, pulling him down on top of her. She held him tightly. They were eye to eye. ‘You’re a man,’ she breathed, ‘You’re alone and sad. You need the feel a warm, woman’s body against you. How long have you been without?’ She tightened her hold on him, felt him slowly relax until he ceased struggling. Then she pulled his face to her and kissed. I was about to say something when Mister Little spoke. I see he said, they don't look too bad but their still sensitive, aren't they?" I felt his whole hand on my ass, as he made a circle around the whole muscle. For some reason this was affecting me, I felt my penis start to grow and I was about to try and get away before he noticed. "Wait a minute I heard him say, let's try something here, and he pulled his middle drawer open, I couldn't move as he had one hand in the middle of my back.