Natasha's head dropped and she would have fallen to the floor if it wasn't for the cuffs around her wrist. She panted for air, taking in deep breaths ...efore she regained the strength to stand. I walked over to Anna who had turned her head away to not have to watch her fellow slave suffer. She had been behaving rather well since her torture session with the masked man. I had let her heal for a bit before allowing my staff to use her as a reward. The constant fuckings and beatings had made her. It was almost time for her mom to arrive so we headed to the rest room and cleaned each other out. After that she went to her closet to get changed, it was a spacious closet, she closed the door behind her. I couldn’t take a break from seeing her, so opened the closest door went inside and closed it. I just stood there, she had just taken out her dirty clothes and was completely naked and was looking for what to wear. She found a pair of black push up bra and a black g string panty and put it. Yes I am what you would call a pussy eating connoisseur. I continued to administer clitoral stimulation, perhaps longer than I would normally in part to make up for my tardiness.“YES YES AHHHHHHHH RI…………… THERE OH OH OH OHHHHHHHHHH SSSSHHHHHIIIIIITTTTT………….. You damn young whipper snapper.” After having her shutter upon my face twice already I figure I would let her compose herself. While having her still straddle my face I figure would kiss her love sanctuary until she gained enough strength. The carnal dependence felt humiliating. Gabor’s fierce, lecherous and tyrannic ways as he freely unleashed untamed macho instincts, using her mercilessly, with almost livid ruthlessness could not be tolerated. Therefore it was even harder to face, probably it was the very reason for falling ever deeper in love with him. His erupting and rhapsodic temperament dug deep in her core and touched emotional chords whose existence was unknown to her. She only had to recall his scent, or voice during.