My mother unknowingly supplied me with an ever-growing collection of used vibrators, dildos and other sex-toy paraphernalia for many years, as well as...a hardcore porno collection. Her bedroom was like an erotic sanctuary to me whenever I was home alone. A male school friend and his younger sister introduced me to my first sexual experiences at a very young age, and they became my regular play friends for most of my youth. As his sister lost interest he and I continued without her, and developed. It was a good tickle.Another six minutes and she said they should go."Why? We need to talk with some more people."She answered again in a whisper he could barely hear, "As I said already your stuff in dripping out of me, your second load was just as much as your first, and I am wearing no panties to catch it. It is slipping down my thighs and maybe even dripping on the floor. Soon what is on me will be able to be seen in this short skirt."His eyes went up and he said, "Oh, in that case we can. ....” He shakes his head at her words. “Yes but only after I had to ask three times and control you.” His tone is still cool to her. “Had you disobeyed more the punishment would have been much worse.” Using one of his knees he forced her legs apart looking at her slit he smiled. Reaching a hand in-between her thighs he is careful not to touch her till he has her pubic hair in his hand. With one quick tug and a twist he pulls on her pubic hair painfully. This time her cry is a full fledged. She got the kitchen clean and breakfast dishes washing and went into the living room. She found him in his recliner just staring at the blank TV... it wasn't even on!She knelt at his feet. "Master, are you okay? You are acting very bizarre!" she asked.He raised his eyes to look at her. "Yeah I'm fine, why?" he said."Master I know you. There is something bothering you. Did I do something wrong?" she asked."What? No, slut… not really," he said."Then what is it? Please tell me, Master." Come up.