Mistress is Forced to Obey

With no surly teens at home and my switch day dawning, I felt an obligation to Mistress and you, dear readers to provide a “special” experience. If not exactly on the scope and scale of our “Naked Sunday” out West, I try in my humble way to make an impression on Mistress that we can both retrieve from memory at the right moment.

So as Mistress slept in, I was busy downstairs preparing a little trap for her.

When she finally woke, around 8 am, I brought up the morning papers. We lay in bed a bit catching up on the (not so much) fun times in River City. And after Mistress read our morning blog, I pulled out our bag of goodies and gadgets.

First came the red leather cuffs for her wrist, locked on, and then joined together with a seperate lock, instead of the steel fastener Mistress is used to making that connection.

“Why the lock, Slave?.”

“Because you are sometimes a little too eager to disconnect your hands yourself Mistress. Only the key can let you loose now.”

I let that sink in.

Then I said, “time for us to go downstairs now, Mistress.”

I helped her out of bed, then led her by the elbow, down the stairs, through our kitchen, to a threshold between the kitchen and family room.

Positioning her there, I lifted her arms.

It was then she noticed the firm hook I had screwed into the rough hewn woodwork that morning .

“Oh My, Slave…..”

Once I had her wrists fastened over the hook, Mistress was stretched and very vulnerable, up on her toes.

“Uhhh….. this could get uncomfortable, Slave.”

She really could not have wiggled loose, even if she had tried.

Delicious.

“Don’t worry Mistress, I won’t let you linger in agony there TOO long.”

But to make her a little more secure, I fastened her ankles together with another pair of leather cuffs.

And I wiggled a thick cushion under her feet, to give her a little more flexibility for her arms.

I did not want to cause her too much discomfort

Not TOO much.

I took her in my arms from behind, and let my hands wonder over her, sliding up her thighs, over her full breasts. Making her squirm back against me, as my mouth burrowed her into her neck, taking in the aroma of her long tresses.

Yum.

Then I broke away.

“Back in a moment, Mistress”

She was a tad annoyed.

“Where are you going, Slave!”

“I forgot a few things.”

I walked away, glancing back over my shoulder to watch her struggle a bit. She was going nowhere.

Lovely.

A few moments later I slid in stealthily behind her. Secreting one of my toys. And brandishing the riding crop for her to see.

But before I applied it to her bottom, there was a matter of those little black nipple vices.

Mistress had a little hissy fit when she saw them. In my hand

“No….not those damn things….are you kidding!”

“Shhh, Mistress. No point in arguing with the inevitable.”

She knew she was nicely fixed. And her arms were already feeling a little stretched out. This was a fix she could neither squirm away from , nor talk her way out of.

My trap had been sprung.

And despite continued verbal protests, Mistress passively submitted to this new twist in the plot.

Some ice from the nearby freezer helped cool and firm up her sprightly nipples.

With one hand I popped her left nipple through the aperture of the vice, then used the other hand to screw it down until her little bud was squeezed firmly and held tight.

“Oh shit…that hurts.”

But there were no tears. Mistress took her medicine stoically.

M would have been proud of his little Slave.

I repeated the process with the other nipple.

“OK, Mistress?”

“Yes….But my arms, Slave. They are starting to hurt.”

“Patience, Mistress…patience.”

I picked up the camera and snapped shots from various angles. I figured Mistress would enjoy perusing these shots later that evening. And that our readers would enjoy them as well.

Then I picked up the crop.

It was a pleasure to watch Mistress’s bottom squirm, side to side, while limited in its range of motion by the tension on her arms and the little vices swinging from her breasts.

I gave her about ten relatively mild strokes. Watching her bottom begin to glow with some nice red stripes.

But I was not going to let her hang there too long without some pleasure to add to the pain.

That’s when I picked up the Hitachi magic wand that I had plopped onto the couch behind her.

I pressed my body against her from behind one hand sliding along her flank, the other wielding the churning power tool, sliding it up between her legs to the sweet spot that undulated against it.

Mistress’s reward quickly came, as she writhed in my arms, stretching her arms even more to purchase the right point of contact that took her over the edge, then collapsing back against me, distributing her weight on her arms and against my chest and hips, head thrown back.

What a fine little subbie she had become, at least for a few moments on a Sunday morning.

But I did not want to hurt those lovely arms, so I helped them off the hook, then pulled her over to the nearby couch, onto my lap, bottom up.

“Hope those arms are OK, Mistress. But you did look very sexy up their”.

“I did, Slave?”, she said with a certain tone of pride.

Mistress does like her compliments.

I was slowly stroking her bottom with my hand, tracing the little red welts left behind by the crop, already beginning to fade.

Soon Mistress’s bottom was squirming to my touch.. Her manacled hands were stretched out in front of her. Her ankles were still linked. She was still very much in my control until I decided to release her.

And I wasn’t quite ready to set Mistress free. Not just yet.

Instead I began a nice firm spanking that soon had her crying out, and squirming all the more.

But this time the pain and pleasure would overlap.

Where I had settled her onto my lap was almost exactly where I had placed the Hitachi, so it was easy to grab it with my right hand, while continuing to spank with my left.

Mistress was more than happy to wiggle her thighs and hips a bit to accommodate the power tool as I slid it between the tops of her thighs and underneath her.

And it was amusing to watch her confused muscle response as she tried to absorb my spanks with her limited squirm range, even while her bottom and thigh muscles were flexing and relaxing in response to the “cruel” vibrations that her cunt was being forced to absorb.
She swiftly built herself of to one of those powerful cums that had her quaking, shaking and moaning with delight, her head buried in a pillow at the end of the couch. And for good measure I kept the Hitachi in play to squeeze yet another one out of it.

I like to hear her plead for me to stop when her plesure center is overwhelmed with stimulation.

I let her rest there for a moment, gently massaging her bottom and lower back. But I suspect she could feel my firm cock pressing up against her, still inside my shorts.

“Fuck me, Slave”, I heard her softly murmur into the pillow.

“Of course I will, Mistress. Let me help you up.”

I unfastened her ankles, but kept her cuff wrists together. (the key was upstairs, in any event).

I spread a fluffy pink blanket sitting nearby onto the carpeted floor, and took my prize then and there, as Mistress stretched her bound wrists overhead.

I liked her moan as my cock, hardened by deferred gratification, filled her.

Afterwards, as we lay there on the floor and I soothed her well used parts with my tongue, I offered a form of an apology.

“I hope I was not too cruel, Mistress.”

“No …Slave…. It was …. Pretty impressive….”

I always like to leave my Mistress with a good impression of my work.

Slave Gets Called in From the Field

A comment we received yesterday suggested that our Contract seems so thoroughly one sided that it’s hard to provide any more enhancements to my Mistress’ s authority.

Probably so.

But She really is pretty easy on me.

On Friday, when we were not commuting together, I forgot to ask whether to wear my cage.

Oops.

A breach.

But no punishment. Phew.

(I guess. Actually, surprise, surprise, Slave likes a good punishment now and again.)

I think Mistress is cutting me some slack because I am behaving myself, and pleasing her in other ways.

All that worship, and the (at least) twice a day hard cock seem to have earned me privileges. Sort of like those creepy collaborators in the Nazi Concentration camps. (But do I want to be one of those guys?)

And as long as she has our Western Correspondent attending to her sub side, she seems pretty content. I mean, how many orgasms a day can one woman want / need?

I guess the only thing I need to be concerned about from the “what the fuck have I agreed to “ perspective would be if Mistress decides to assign her rights to some other, much more demanding Mistress.

And she has the right to do that, at any time. Either temporarily, or permanently.

She claims that she would never, ever do such a thing.

I am too valued, she says.

And I believe her.

But what if my shelf-life expires.

Last night we went to see “Solitary Man”, the movie with Michael Douglas as a 59 year old man on the down hill slope of a prominent business career. He wasted his fortune, did the perp walk, pled out to some banal fraud charge, then burned bridges with his family and girl friend just to sleep with women half (or less) his age.

I mean, what type of guy, given the chance to bed down both Susan Sarandon and Mary Louise Parker in the same movie, would trade that for some 18 year old brat on a college visit?

An asshole.

But it does make you wonder whether, at the same age as that sleazy movie character, I am approaching my own limits of good sense and sexual usefulness.

Hopefully Mistress will not exercise her contractual rights to trade in and up for a younger, heartier model.

I do trust her though.

And I will happily extend the term of my enslavement to her for another year. She is a fair, generous and caring Mistress, if a bit lenient.

I think the only way I might get leant out to another in the near term would be as a swap with B, her Master’s rather demanding wife. If M actually required Molly to make a personal appearance, I suspect all things might be put on the table. Including my bottom.


But I know you don’t come here for ruminations about the insecurities of an aging Slave.

So Boring.

So here are samples of yesterday’s good parts.

After Mistress called me upstairs and giggled through my blog entry of the day, I asked for the opportunity to worship her.

She was spread naked across our bed, and she pushed her beloved kitty off her chest to give me ample room to settle between her legs. I teased and tormented her delicious folds with tongue and lips until she came with a lovely burst of moaning and thrashing about.

She then gave me permission to take my own pleasure from her, which I was anxious to do, burying a swollen cock in her to the hilt.

After a long bike ride in air finally, if briefly,, cleansed of the smog and humidity we encountered on our return from the Mountains, we went off in different directions: Molly and a teen to have their nails painted; Mick off to consort with my cute little grandsons.

We linked up again at our neighborhood swim club, where the sight of my 18 year and her friend in scandalous bikinis brought home from Greece had heads turning and jaws dropping . And they thought the PDA’s of a middleaged couple could shock the conscience?

At around 4pm, Mistress let me know that she had arranged to talk to M at 5 our time.

“No problem, Mistress….while you do that I will mow the lawn.”

And so I found myself mowing our shaggy grass as Mistress talked a bit to her (remote) Lover and Master. I was sweating up a storm in the late afternoon heat, and imagining Mistress squirming and coming …. And coming…. at his command.

When the mowing was done, I texted Mistress:

“Let me know when you are ready for cock.”

I know what she likes as a chaser after one of these sessions. And I like being used and useful.

About 15 minutes later, as I was pruning away the growth of the last few weeks, I got her text.

“Come up now, Slave.”

I dropped the pruner and hopped to.

I found Mistress on our bed, naked, her laptop open.

“May I take a shower first, Mistress.”

“Good idea Slave. Then put in your little white probe.”

AS it turned out, Mistress and M did not have THAT type of talk. They go way deeper than just Sex, as it should be, and there was some catching up to do.

But it was clear Mistress had some pent up demand.

I came to her soon, all clean and damp, the probe in my ass reminding me that I was hers, and already making my cock stir in that primal sort of way.

And after I used my fingers to give her that initial ice breaker orgasm, she regaled me with her fingers and tongue swelling my cock to the proportions designed to please her.

The result was a long, leisurely fuck, which seemed to take her over the edge a few times before - with a certain desperation in my pleading voice – begged her for the permission to come.

That’s one clause of the contract I have been fully conditioned to comply with.


Now it’s Sunday morning.

Our switch Day.

The teen slept at a friend’s house.

I have laid a trap for Mistress.

I was surprised the hammering did not wake her.

Needed: Reader Suggestions for Contract "Enhancements"

Molly and Mick were off in different directions early yesterday. There was no common commute, because Mistress was driving one of our surly teens to visit a college not far from here.

And since we were up and out early – and still adjusting to the time shift from the Mountain Zone – we were a bit too groggy for morning sex. Not that I didn’t get to fondle and kiss her to show my love in the shower. In fact, I slipped my fingers between her damp folds as she washed her hair, getting her off with a “quicky” before it was time to rinse and repeat. I would not feel right letting Mistress face the world without at least one orgasm .

When I finally returned home – after stopping at a local market to collect vittles for our Friday night “picnic” – I discovered Mistress naked on the bed, a thin blanket covering her from the chilled air – her laptop propped up just below her magnificent breasts.

She was ready for me.

Of course, when I learned she was home, with a little time on her hands, I had to ask the question.

“Did you and your Master play this afternoon, Mistress?”

“No, Slave, We talked a bit a while ago. He said he wanted me to play with myself, but I told him I was waiting for you.”

“Didn’t he think that was a bit …..impertinent, Mistress?”

“He didn’t complain, Slave.”

Well, I did feel special that I had first dibs on Mistress, and took full advantage.

Soon I was just as naked as she was, and lay siege to her delicious (and apparently not recently utilized) cunt. Deploying fingers, tongue, lips and the nip of my teeth to squeeze a fitting white flag of surrender from her, after she had her fill.

She rewarded me with a thorough sucking of my cock, until she was satisfied that its dimensions were worthy of her.

Then, at my suggestion, she mounted and rode me. If my emerging beard allowed her to fantasize that it was her Master’s cock that she guided deep inside her, who was I to complain.

I love the way she becomes consumed by desire when she slides over and onto me, pumping away as if she is doing the fucking. And when I pinched both nipples hard with my fingers, it drove her over the edge, gasping, collapsing onto me, then rolling off and over to have me finish the job on top, as I pinned her arms overhead.

Afterwards, we dozed a bit, a nice way to end our week.

When we woke around 8 pm, we assembled our picnic, parked in front of the TV and surfed for an appropriately light movie for a Friday evening.

Sipping wine, Mistress stretched out with her head in my lap. A skimpy nightgown covering her top, her de-nuded cunt available to my roving fingers. And somewhere, mid way through yet another coming of age flick, one we had missed last summer, I could not help letting my fingers take her to another shivering, little cum, just for good measure.

We weren’t back in the Mountains where we longed to be, but life ain’t all bad back here in River City.


Now here is where our readers come in…..

Yes. We know you are out there. We average about 200 hits a day, from as far away as Northern Europe. There are many of you from the Coasts. And the Great Plains too. There are even a handful in our own back yard. (Just keep the binoculars in their case).

July 17th is the day when our Contract rolls over to a new year’s term, unless Mistress wants to add some “bells and whistles”. I have already told her I am happy to “renew”, but would certainly accept any amendments she may need to add to her security or privileges.

She has even asked M to advise her as her “special counsel”. I quake at the thought. Might he propose rationing my orgasms? Or Mistress’s? (I suppose they would need their own contract for that.)

We solicit your thoughts: what would you add to the Contract this modest blog is named after.

Here is the current version, below.

Let us know your thoughts. Maybe we will come up with a special prize (or at least some blogged acknowledgements) for the reader with the most finniest, most provocative, or hottest ideas for us to incorporate in the Contract. (For some reason the contract is way, way below here, so keep scrolling and you will find it.)

AMENDED AGREEMENT


THIS AMENDED AGREEMENT IS MADE THIS ____ day of NOVEMBER, 2009 between Mistress Molly, (Mistress and / or Owner), and Slave Mick, (slave).

WHEREAS, having been married for over 16 years and together for 21 years the parties have discovered that their mutual happiness will best be achieved by Mistress taking total control of the Slave, particularly with respect to their sexual relationship.

WHEREAS the Slave desires of his own free will to submit himself to the complete and total control of the Mistress; and

WHEREAS, Mistress is willing to accept the submission of Slave and agrees to exercise complete control over him subject to his agreement to live by certain rules and conditions; and


WHEREAS the parties desire to delineate their duties and responsibilities in said relationship;

NOW, THEREFORE, THE PARTIES SET FORTH THE TERMS OF THEIR AGREEMENT:

I. ROLE AND OBLIGATIONS OF THE SLAVE

1. Slave’s body and particularly his penis and ass belong solely to Mistress. Slave accepts the claim of ownership over his physical body by Mistress. His body is the property of the Mistress and he agrees to be commanded, trained and punished as a slave and is duty bound to fulfill the pleasures and desires of his Mistress to the best of his abilities.

2. Slave will submit himself to his Mistress fully and completely. He accepts that his principle concern, goal and purpose in life as a slave will be to enhance the pleasure, happiness and quality of life of his Mistress. To perform any personal services, errands, and sexual services and to accept any training, punishment, humiliation, degradation or other use demanded of him by his Mistress, in private or in public.

3. The slave gives the Mistress the sole and exclusive use of his body. This may include, but is not limited to, the length of his hair, shaving of his body hair, tattooing, body weight and manner of dress and undress.

4.The slave will not allow or permit the use of his body by any other person, to include physical contact or sexual relations.

5. The slave must make himself available to his Owner at all times and to this end must ensure that he carries a telephone with him all day, every day, that the telephone is available to receive calls and the telephone number is known to his Owner. The slave shall report any calls to the Mistress that she would find disturbing. If the slave receives such calls, he shall quickly tell the caller that he is NOT to be contacted under any circumstances. This is enforced for text messages, emails or any contact what so ever.

5. If for any reason the slave learns that he may be unable to respond immediately to an order or call from his Owner (such as a business meeting or a trip which takes the slave out of reasonable traveling distance from his Owner), he must immediately explain his lack of contact to his Owner by email or text message. If he fails to do so, he will be considered to be in breach of this contract (see clause IV/5). Note that this punishment will likely not be of the slave’s liking or meet any desires.

6. The Owner may at any time give, rent, or lend the slave to another Mistress without consulting or giving notice to the slave. The rights and privileges afforded by this contract will be automatically transferred to the new Owner.

7. In order to ensure the slave’s compliance and obedience to his Owner, he will at the direction and sole option of mistress be locked in a chastity device, which he will not be able to remove without permission of the Mistress. The slave should never expect the device to be removed other than by Mistress or with her permission. On such occasions that it is removed (for example, for the device to be cleaned), Mistress has the right to restrain Slave and not release him from such restraints until the chastity device is once again locked in place.

8. The Owner shall have complete and absolute control over the slave and all of her commands shall be swiftly and diligently obeyed. The slave will accept any and all consequences, as outlined under REMEDIAL ACTIONS, for any failures to do so.

9. Even the slave’s thoughts belong to Mistress. He shall fully and completely answer the question “what are you thinking, slave?” whenever asked, without resentment or sarcasm. He will fully disclose to Mistress any thoughts he may have on ways in which she can enhance his submission to her, which she may either accept or reject at her discretion.

10.. The slave may not ask for this contract to be terminated. Only Mistress may terminate it.

11. This contract is made in good faith by both parties and shall be considered binding.

12. The slave gives the Mistress power to interpret this document as she sees fit. The slave gives the Mistress the authority to enforce the agreements made in this contract, using, if she feels necessary, physical punishment (see below).

II. ROLE, RIGHTS AND OBLIGATIONS OF THE MISTRESS

1. The Mistress has no obligations or duties towards the slave whatsoever, except as noted in this Agreement.

2. The Mistress will have ownership of slave's body, to use and or abuse as she sees fit for whatever purposes she desires.

4. Mistress has the right to engage in other relationships with men or women, of whatever nature, without obtaining additional consent from the Slave. Such relationships may include “vanilla” relationships, her taking or training of additional slaves, or her submission to other men or women.

4. Mistress has the right to disclose to any person her status as the Owner of Slave and the terms of this contract.

5. On Sunday mornings for at least 2 hours, and at other times of the week, upon agreement of the parties, Mistress will submit completely and totally to slave, as if she was the Slave and he was the Master/Owner of her under the terms of this agreement.

III. RULES APPLICABLE TO SLAVE

1. It is slave’s obligation to determine when his chastity device should be worn, and to offer to put it on whenever he leaves the home. Failure to ask mistress if he should wear his chastity device will be grounds for punishment.
2. When slave returns home from work or any other absence for more than one hour, he will kneel and offer to worship Mistress’ and kiss her feet.
3. Slave shall not sleep in underwear, and may be instructed to strip completely or partially at any time Mistress directs.
4. No more than once per week, typically on Sunday morning unless otherwise agreed, slave may restrain and use a riding crop on mistress to give her pleasure, but must stop if directed to stop.
5. Slave will submit without resistance to any restraints or physical punishment that mistress chooses to impose.
6. Slave will never masturbate or otherwise stimulate his penis without Mistress’s consent.
7. When mistress is out of town, Slave will wear his chastity device as directed, and not remove it unless he receives specific permission from Mistress.
8. Slave will beg for permission to come, and not come unless he receives Mistress’s permission.
9. Mistress may use a strap on or any other device to penetrate Slave to remind him of her control and dominance.
10. Slave will insert any device designated by Mistress as she directs.
11. When having sex, Slave may penetrate mistress only after begging for and receiving her permission, and will withdraw immediately if directed.
12. Slave will report any overtures or solicitations from any female to Mistress, and reject such solicitation with the statement that he is happily married and devoted to his wife/ Mistress.
13. If Mistress leaves the City for any reason, Slave will be available by phone, text or email at all times unless involved in a business meeting or court engagement. Slave will explain in advance any work or social engagements, and get permission from Mistress before attending any engagements.
14. Mistress may deny the Slave the right to attend any social engagement, or spend time with any persons at her sole discretion.
15. When in private, Slave will address Mistress as “Mistress”. Mistress may refer to Slave as “Slave” at any time.
16. At her discretion, Mistress may require Slave to wear a collar indicating his status as Slave.
17. Mistress has the right to declare periods of abstinence at her discretion.
18. Slave will pleasure Mistress whenever requested, to the best of his ability.
19. Mistress may require Slave to masturbate whenever she demands.
20. These rules applicable to slave may be amended and supplemented from time to time as Mistress directs, at her sole discretion.

III. REMEDIAL ACTIONS

The slave agrees to submit himself completely to his Mistress, to accept her domination of him and to unquestioningly and without exception obey any and all demands that she may make of him. The Owner has the following means of redress should she deem the slave to be in non-compliance with an order:

1. Without limitation, the Owner may inflict upon the slave any punishment with whatever implements she wishes to use. The slave understands and consents that such punishments may include severe pain and suffering, including pain and suffering of a sexual nature. The duration of such punishments and the level of pain inflicted will be decided solely by the Mistress.

2. The slave has no right to protest his Mistress’s decision in any matter, least of all his own punishment. He shall hold his Mistress blameless for any physical or emotional damage she may inflict upon him and in signing this contract the slave consents, without exception, to any and all punishments, physical or otherwise, that the Owner chooses to inflict upon him.

IV. DURATION
In agreeing to submit to slavery, the slave is making a genuine commitment to enhance the lifestyle of his Mistress, who may come to rely on the slave’s services. It is therefore essential that the Mistress can rely on the slave’s services for a known and agreed upon duration.

1. This contract will be binding from the moment that it is signed by the slave and will be valid from the date of signing.

2. On July 17 of each year, the slave may give notice provided in person and in writing, that the contract is terminated, or may request amendments of the contract as a condition of its extension. This is the only day each year that the slave may request termination or amendment of the contract. If the slave does not make such a request, the contract will automatically renew for a period of one year. The termination of the contract shall not change the obligations of Mistress and Slave to one another as husband and wife.

3. If the Owner is unable or unwilling to keep the services of the slave, this contract may be either terminated by her without notice at any time or assigned to another Mistress.

4. If the slave attempts to break this contract (i.e. by stopping compliance with any of its terms or by refusing to accept the Mistress’ domination of him), the Mistress may use whatever means she deems necessary to enforce compliance, including but not limited to serving notice of the destruction of the keys to the slave’s chastity device or other locks/shackles attached to the slave, or humiliation of the slave by publicly naming him and/or releasing embarrassing photographs of him.

5. Amendments to this agreement, shall be made in writing, signed by Mistress and Slave. If Mistress elects to impose additional rules on slave as allowed by Section III, they will be added to this agreement and both parties will sign.

In witness whereof, we affix our signatures the day and date first written above:



____________________ (MISTRESS)

I have read and fully understand this contract in its entirety and I agree to henceforth adhere to and be bound by all of the rules and clauses contained herein, henceforth to relinquish my rights to self-determination and free will until such time as the Owner terminates the contract. I understand that I face exceptionally harsh physical and emotional punishment for failing to comply with any clause within this contract.



____________________ (SLAVE)

Show and Tell: Our Commute.

Now that Mistress and I drive to work together most days, it’s natural that my hands wander. I really just can’t help myself.

You might recall that on Tuesday, when Molly and Mick were heading back from our mountain hideaway, and Molly was chatting with M where the AT&T signals would allow, she mentioned that when those conversations are ongoing, I can’t seem to keep my hands off of her.

True.

But as these photos show , taken on yesterday’s commute to work, I can’t seem to keep my hands off of her, even when there is no smutty talk with her Master for me to overhear.

The also show why I am hooked on Mistress’s smooth, tan and shapely legs.

And why both of us show up at work more than a little horny.

In fact, yesterday I was surprised when Mistress strolled into my office at around 10 am.

She said it was to collect the cartons of yogurt that she had mistakenly left in the car. But she was more than a little interested in some worship time.

So once I retrieved her yogurt, the door was closed, and Mistress’s throne was pressed up against it. Mistress took her place, hiking up her dress and letting her black panties drop to the floor, clinging to a single ankle. And I fell to my knees.

It was nice to have the redolent taste of Mistress’s damp and needy cunt on my lips so early in the day.

The one advantage of my vestigial beard (other than facilitating Mistress’s fantasies that her similarly Master is going down on her): those juices seem to cling to my face all the more through the day.