Fir main chachi se kehne laga ki mujhe bhi nahana hai tho jaldi karo.Chachi ne bola tho aajawo na .Fir maine bathroom gaya wahan chachi towel baandkar... naha rahi thi tho maine pucha aap main aawoon nahane, chachi ne bola aaja mera beta.‎‎fir main bhi chachi ke saath nahana suru ho gaya.Chachi ne kaha chalo apna back dhikaawo main soap lagathi hoon ..Guys maine underwear pehna huwa tha aur mera lund khada bhi ho raka tha.Mere peet mein chachi ne soap lagakar dhoyi fir boli chalo aab apna. He carried me to the bathroom, and held my disgusting face over the toilet bowl."It's ok, little slave", he said softly, "I'm here to protect you."I wanted to die. I wanted to scream for joy! My Lord and Master was getting sprayed with my vomit, and he only thought of my safety. After a while, the heaves stopped. My master took a wet towel, and wiped my face clean. I was so happy. I was so ashamed. I should be servinghis needs, but he is serving me!He lifted me up, and placed me in the tub. He. "She gave me a look which contained apprehension but also determination and I realised that she was going to try and take the full twenty five strokes. When I had used the whip at Yolande's I had not held back and I felt that if I did so now she would notice the difference and I didn't know whether this would give her a sense of relief or disappointment. The trouble with being a novice in this kind of situation lay in the fact that I was unsure what would be the best thing to do when handling. I just stood there. He asked me to come over there and I did as he said. He sat on my bed and grabbed my hand and had me sit beside him. “Do you want to touch it?” he asked. Still speechless I couldn’t answer; so Jake took my hand and placed it on his dick. I began to stroke it up and down. As I did he began to moan and started to rub my back. I could feel him getting harder and harder in my hand as I stroked him. We began to kiss. He gave me deep tongue kisses as I stroked his hard cock. I.