"i got the equipment You had me buy, Mistress," the slave replied."you got the plug-ins and everything?" Yes, Mistress. It all arrived today." giselle... looked at the contents of the box. Something told her what she needed to do. "i just need to attach the two USB cables and the additional power supply, and it's all ready," she responded."Good girl, giselle," MzDominica wrote. "I'm going to bring up the program at My end. And tell My household slave to bring me a nice, big cup of hot chocolate.. She was smiling at him; happy even, but why was her face so very pale? Her skin was now alabaster white, and as pale as a corpse's, and while her lovely green eyes looked deeply into his, they were entirely without reaction and unblinking. The gapping wound across her throat was terrible to behold and it would desperately need a medicus' care right away at once, except that the blood had long since stopped flowing and her dreadful wound was now dry.With the very last of his strength, Rowan. She positioned herself right over my cock. She rubbed my cock back and forth over her hot slit then lowered her hot wet cunt, devouring my cock. Joan was so wet. She started to rock back and forth humping her clit on my pubic bone. Her rhythm growing faster and faster. I reached up and started pulling on her aroused nipples. Bill got between my knees and started fingering her ass. He put some lube on his cock and pressed it onto her rosebud. At first Joan physically resisted, but soon she was. But I was glowing inside. Christmas morning could not get there quickly enough as far as I was concerned. I was going to be like the richest kid, on the whole, block, with all those new toys to play with. Every kid in the apartment building was going to envy me. I was counting the last days in hours, then in minutes. When I went to bed Christmas Eve I was sure I would never get to sleep. I was so wound up I was all but levitating above the bed. Ready at a moment’s notice to jump out of the bed,.