’ Your look and the way you ran your fingers at the skin on my forearm left me in no doubt of who this filly was and I looked at you again admiring ...your prettiness and smiling in reply. I looked behind me and saw that we were alone and I knew of a bed out back. You ran your delicate white hand over my soot smudged face and then allowed it to drop to my leather apron. That touch was enough to excite my cock to an erection that pressed uncomfortably against my trousers. ‘You seem uncomfortable. I couldn't help my excitement though. And I was afraid she would change her mind. My dick was harder than it had ever been. Britney examined it and touched it for quite a while at first. I was afraid I would come just from that. She opened a tube of something and rubbed it onto my cock. It only made me harder. She seemed pleased, and said,"ok!!" . That's when she explained the rules to me. Just in the ass. It was fine with me. I'd always wanted to do that! And to Britney!! I couldn't believe. Not since she was a child had her needs so obviously been considered. The sound of the kitchen door unlocking shook her from her reverie. She padded out of the bathroom self-consciously. Now wearing a Batman cowl, Jack stared at her for a moment, and then nodded almost imperceptibly. ‘Yes, I knew that color would suit you. You look quite lovely, Callie.’ ‘What happened to Spiderman?’ She was never good at accepting compliments. ‘Can’t eat with that one on. One superhero will do as well as. She didn’t, and he lowered his hand. “You will wear this in you at all times when you are away from me. The end is enlarged, so it should stay in place; not that your tight heat needs it. I have cameras on you, and if you touch it or try to make yourself come with it, you will be whipped in proportion to your transgression.” “Yes, Master. This slave will be good and come only for her Master,” she mumbled. Already she was feeling the cruel dildo begin to torment her. Since she had been only.