Slut would not be allowed to say, write, or think the words "my body," rather it would be "Master's slut's body."Master owns the body and He can do wh...atever He wants, whenever He wants, and in whatever way He wants, with it. That last part "in whatever way He wants" was more that a little scary as it immediately brought up the question of ANAL. Slut had never had that type of intercourse and had no desire to every try. Master explained that it would be simply impossible to have a Master/sub. We had sat down to find something to watch on television. As I was scanning through the guide she saw a movie which featured Vin Diesel and she raised her eyebrows and mumbled something. I asked her to repeat that a little louder and she said something about how hot he was. Instead of being jealous something inside me was turned on by the thought of her fantasizing about another man. We watched the movie but my mind kept wondering what was going through her head. After the movie was over we. She quickly informed me that any video fun would require thecam session to begin with a full length shot of me completely dressed whichreally was a welcomed change from any others who typically wanted close ups ofmy hardened goo shooter requesting release in about 45 seconds. Come on, whatever happened to foreplay (you know that sounds almost as ridiculous as ?I?llstill respect you.? lol)? It was thrilling as she stopped in mid conversationand typed ?STRIP? into our IM window. I?m sure I. " Chloe felt his cock grow against her tummy, and she ached to take him into her mouth. Her eyes asked—begged, really—and Jack simply nodded. He knew her well and knew exactly what she wanted. Wasting no time, she dropped to her knees. The water lapped at her bare mound, and Chloe swung one leg to the side to plant her foot in the sand—opening herself to the dance of warm, wet tongues across her clit. They fueled her arousal, but weren't strong enough to be a serious distraction. She licked.