“Also, I’m excited by your arms and hands. When you’ve touched me, or especially when you hug me in your arms, I can’t help but think about yo...ur fingers or perhaps your whole hand penetrating into my slit and making me feel very full and mated in there.”I moved closer and gently touched her slit with my fingers. She shuddered. I ventured two fingers in. Her tentacle moved slowly; its wet tip began to explore my vulva much like it had been exploring her own slit. I swallowed hard. I felt dizzy,. Standing before me, He encouraged me and cautioned me at the same time "Drink slowly, my slave. If you go to fast you will get sick"I sipped the water, close my eyes and let my thoughts consume me. My buttocks and back ached from the intense whipping that I had received. Every time I moved, I felt the pain from the welts, which were now changing to purple bruises. He spoke again; "before we are finished today, there will be no place on your body that is not used and marked as slave"His words. Maybe I could try a relationship with a man my age again ?Perhaps using men for sex instead of the other way round was the secret?I woke on Sunday quite worn out and a bit sore all over but relaxed, I was glad my three boys were not around as I needed a day off.By Monday afternoon I was horny again and welcomed Ben, Charlie and Damian into my pussy, the extra wait had made them cum quicker and heavier than usual so I had a nicely filled pussy in less than five minutes, a blessing in. Yes, I am home early. I had a meeting upstate today earlier today and now I have some extra time for myself” she said. “I am going to bake my favorite dessert this afternoon and would like to invite you over for some.”“Of course” I said. “I am home alone for the rest of the day.” I smiled and accepted the invitation but made every attempt to look subdued on the outside with minor body English showing my emotions, but on the inside I was very excited and thinking to myself: YES! She wants me.