“Yes, Master,” I reply obediently, knowing from our chats that his punishment is not something I want to endure. As you might notice this relatio...nship that we have is based on the fact that he is my Master and I am his pet. Sometimes I am a slut, bitch, whore, cum dump or whatever vulgar word he wants to use at the moment. I am his mistress as well, and on occasion I dominate him and make him do things that he normally wouldn’t do. It works both ways but right now I am on his turf and he is in. I don't know what happened after they had a chance to think about it and talk about it." I paused as a thought occurred to me. "Damn, I didn't even think to check and see if they replied to the email! What an idiot I am!"Soon I was opening up the "mmgirls" email and sure enough, there was a response waiting for us. Well, 2 responses ... each with an attachment."Oh my gosh!" Mary Ann exclaimed. "They wrote back! They both wrote back!"I opened Robert's message first."hey mmgirls," I read aloud.. Then she took my right hand and put it on her tits and put my left hand inside her pants and on her pussy !-At that moment i thought i was dreaming, i couldn't believe it , then i noticed that she's holding her breath , I squeezed her tits and her pussy at the same time and she exhaled and started breathing heavily again , she was pressing her ass against my dick and grinding up and down on it.-Now I'm kissing her neck from behind , with one hand grabbing her breasts and playing with her pussy. I had seven days to learn all about life from the distaff perspective.As soon as the car cooled off, Anya drove me to my apartment... only, it wasn't my apartment. Instead of the cramped little hole in the bad part of town that I had lived in, I now lived in a condominium that abutted the Bikini Beach property. We even could have walked, but judging from Anya's impish smile, she must have driven purely to throw me off the track."More of your grandmother's magic?" I guessed.Anya smiled. "Sort.