As he pulled his spent cock out of me he whispered “Good Girl, you’ve been a good slave” and kissed me gently on the top of my head and I knew t...ere was no feeling as good as the one I got from pleasing Master.Since Master had initiated me in his use of my ass he decided I should undergo some training to make sure I was always ready to receive him and the next evening presented me with a large, black butt plug. Having bent me across his knee he gently inserted the plug into my ass.“You will. At 2:00pm we drove over to the brothel. Andreas and I carried the computer inside and I followed him to an office. This was the first time I’d ever been anywhere in the house except in the foyer. I assembled the computer on the desk and turned it on. I put in the floppy with the program and loaded it up. I showed how it worked with test data I had created. An Italian guy named Franco, who I assumed to be the manager, or whatever they called him, watched intently.They liked what they saw, and I. I breathed in her musky aroma and had a fleeting thought that perfumers had it wrong to make flower scents... if they could bottle this delicious aroma of a woman in heat, it would sell at any price. My nose was buried in the soft fur of her groin as my tongue traced the sensitive lips of her pussy and slipped in to find the pearl of her lust. Judy moaned out loud as I teased her passion bud with my tongue and drove her on to sexual pleasures she surely hadn’t experienced with her lame husband.. The state requires that appropriate accommodations will be made for my disabilities,’ lectured Jenna with a wide open mouth and a laidback, yet loud attitude that suggested that she was used to entering these arguments and prevailing. ‘Fine! But open the window for Christ’s sake!’ snapped the teacher in concession before he turned back to the whiteboard. At the first recess, Randalf got up. He took a lingering look of Tricia, who was sitting up straight. Her shoulders were pulled back in.