She picked up the shorts and held them to her nose. Mm, smells familiar and put the shorts back down. "Someone has peed his pants" she suspected and c...ould not resist licking the tip of her finger. "Yes very familiar, taste a bit like that ice cube if I am not mistaken, but immediately she cancelled the thought, "no couldn't be, and never heard of pee ice cubes."Sabrina came into the kitchen and asked if she could help and decided to pursue the recipe for the ice cubes rest for now.Lunch was. I don't have a name from before, only my name now. I'm Slave L." Jeanette, I'm Jeanette." No, you're not." L said softly knowing what was going to happen next.In less than five minutes Devon was at the door. "Slave's what are your names"L who was kneeling on the ground already said. "Slave L Master."Jeanette was still sitting on the bed and glaring at Devon for trying to take this away from her. "Jeanette." Knowing it was stupid, knowing this resistance was wrong. Knowing she would be punished. But I can't. I don't know if he would understand or even respect me if I told him how much I loved being tied up. "It was awesome, I say. I helped Shelly pick out several new articles of clothes. I hope she is wearing one today." I say keeping the best part of the weekend to myself. "What else happened?" It was like he wanted me to disclose the truth about Pete and Amber. "Oh the rest of the time I was just tied up doing nothing." There that is close to what happened as he is going to get. "How. I switched tactics, instead of fucking his throat, I pulled out all the way, then forced my cock back in and stayed there for a few moments, enjoying this warm and wet feeling. He gasped for air every time I pulled out. "You like fucking my face, daddy?", he asked me, still panting."Yeah, I do. You're a talented little whore, aren't you?" Yes, and I'm your whore to use. All my holes belong to you." He smiled. "Want to do a different position, now?"I was perfectly happy about the position he was.