Like all of us slaves; helooked ridiculous. It must have been some understanding among theDominants that a slave be dressed in such a degrading fashio... tokeep them subservient. Along with the slave name it seemed to bevery effective; I know how submissive I felt in my role as Slut!As Twink knelt to kiss Chris's feet, his vest opened and I noticedthat his nipples were also pierced with rings in them.The final Mistress to welcome Chris was Mistress Zelda, a verytall, large framed, well built. ‘I’m sorry!’ she said, laughed playfully, and then yelled from around the corner, ‘I was going to knock, but…’ She laughed again, ‘Where can I get some water?’ ‘Upstairs in the kitchen, or there is bottled water in the garage.’ he called back. Aaron pinched himself in the arm to get the blood flowing elsewhere. After about a minute of this, his boner was completely gone, and he walked out of the bathroom. When he came around the corner, Hannah was sitting on the floor wearing only underwear and. "Mmm, oooh, Mom, mmm, mmm, this is so good. I'm so happy, so happy we're like this," he said as he continued slowly fucking me, sliding in and out through his own cum. It felt lovely. "Breakfast is ready, guys, no rush if you're not ready," I heard Mel call from downstairs. "You hungry for food or for me, Randy, which is it?" "Oh, Mom, it's not nice to make me have to decide. Well, I want you, I can eat later," and my sweet boy continued fucking me until I had one of those long, warm, soft. I walked into his room after knocking once. Sure enough there he was under his sheet showing his erection. He exclaimed, “Don’t you knock?” I told him I did once. I asked if he was having fun, he said he was but I ruined it. I doubted that as he was still hard.With that I pulled the sheet off him. There he was scrambling to cover himself up, more likely to cover the embarrassment of having a sock on his cock. I knew he was well hung but boy he certainly filled that sock out.I asked, “What.