“What are you doing?” Beth said, finally waking to almost full consciousness. “I’m going to fuck you” I replied – expecting Beth to say �...�No” or to push me away. But to my surprise, Beth reached down and grabbed my cock, guiding it into her cunt. I started to thrust – fucking Beth and fulfilling a fantasy I had had since Pam and first got together to fuck Pam’s sister. It was the most exciting thing that had happened to me since the first time I watched another man fuck Pam. I was still. When we reached the finally room I jokingly said, "This must be your dungeon."She just giggled and told me that I will have to see when we get there. She kept the door locked to keep her teenage sons from going in there when she wasn’t home. She unlocked the door and asked if I was ready to see it. I said, "Sure why not."When she opened the door I was amazed to see that she had mirrors on the ceiling and all across one wall. I didn’t know what to say other then wow. She joked that she didn’t. Until then, my time was pretty much my own.No specific mention was of my slave girl, the former Princess, except that I was to keep her close at hand until she was specifically requested. That I could do. She needed lots more experience to become a proper toilet slave, and Amanda and I had a lot of fun with her over the next week giving it to her. By this point, the Lady and I were virtually inseparable and we spent the vast majority of our time alone together in our bedchamber, chastising and. Thisinvoluntary redrafting of the terms of my employment left me in aweakened bargaining position if I wanted to ask Becky to reconsider myresponsibilities.Anyway, after the events of last Sunday, I had resolved to spend everywaking hour in the lead up to this Saturday morning hatching a complexand brilliant plan to extricate myself from the predicament I foundmyself in. After three days of masturbating, oversleeping, watchingscience-fiction, and thinking about wearing Becky's shirtdress,.