Master was pulling my braids and going hard. As usual, never hard enough and I told him so till he filled my pussy with cum.Sidenote: edible pasties a...e a bad idea. Tried it, not so much fun as they sounded. More mess and tastes like paper.Sep 21, 201410/1/14Today Master came to find dishes done, floor vacuumed and me standing over the sink scrubbing the dog bowls spotless. He started kissing me at the neck and then was fingering me. He was telling me how much he apreciated my housework today.. The only airplane that was open was that round airplane with the wings off of it.Carl got on the round airplane and saw that it was all lights and gauges and buttons. Someone had put a bunch of gauges on a sheet of metal over top of the funny looking writing on what would be the dash on a car. The airplane seemed to have a hum to it. He sat in the seat and looked at everything. Nothing made sense to him. He had never been in airplane before so he didn't even know what was supposed to be in one.. We giggled our way through the meal and I kept stealing glances at Linda, wondering how she'd get me ready. As we finished the meal, Donna looked at the clock. "We've only got a couple of hours! We've got to get this house clean before Steve comes home!"We ran downstairs, the best we could on our high heels and started picking up from the party. We rushed through it, but did a decent job. Two hours later, the house was clean, but the three of us need a shower. Hoping for another tantric sex. With a sigh of resignation, I looked in the mirror and saw the beautifully proportioned body of the succubus staring back at me. My form hadn’t changed at all during the night. I was still a woman. Still the same person I’d been yesterday. Maybe it was my demonic part that made itself present, I didn’t know, but anger welled up in me. What if changing back was no longer an option? With no concern for modesty, I exited the room and strode right into my master’s chambers, claws punching minute.