" Mistress, it will be my pleasure to show you many of the things that I have been taught." Ah, tonight, you may call me Atrina, for that is my name. ...While we are in my bed, you are the Master and I am the slave."Hot Damn! That was something I never expected. Those two women must have given me the reputation of a sex god. I damned well had better live up to it! I started out with teaching Atrina how to French kiss. It appeared to be totally unknown in this era, so it was a good place to start.. I’d given him my cards and my pin numbers. He’d made a series of quick withdrawals so it was a matter of a phone call to see which way he was heading. Easy as following footsteps. Patterns see? Makes you easy enough to find. As does wearing a flashy suit in an area like this one. Unfortunately for him, Maddie had found him first. He was still wearing my suit, the lines of which had been somewhat spoiled by the blood and the bullet holes. It pained me to think that I was never going to wear it. Orthey would spend the day bound, just out of reach as they watched each otherbe brought to the edge of orgasm by electrodes, only to be denied. Breakfast became their favorite meal. Usually oatmeal,served via enema, it was disgusting if they stopped to think about it, havingto suck their food from another's ass. However it was one of the few timesthey could freely touch and enjoy each other. If they had been good they were bound in a 69 forthe night, or simply left to play. The final day of. After About five minutes of him showing off his amazing tongue-work in my mouth, we finally got in, and I began to drive to my place. He couldn't wait, and neither could I though. Soon enough his fingers had crept onto my thigh, slipping down to gently brush across my nethers, while my right hand dipped into his slacks, grabbing hold of his length. I was pleasantly surprised at what I found. He was long, thick, and not even fully hard yet. We pulled over about ten minutes from my house, into a.