She reached down and slapped Christy’s ass, startling Christy out of her relaxed moment. She remembered where she was and stayed there kneeling, bei...ng very still. She was staring at my cock and probably thinking about what just happened to her.“Did you enjoy being fucked by this dildo and sucking Master’s cock?” my wife asked her.Christy seemed a little unsure to admit that she enjoyed it, but finally said “Yes, Mistress.”“Good. Now there is one member of this group who is not satisfied. Do you. She was wearing a very low cut shirt, revealing most of her creamy large breasts. We had always gravitated towards each other at these functions, and that night was no different. I found myself staring at her tits most of the night. There was at least a twelve year difference in our ages.When the party wrapped up, she grabbed my clarinet bell, like she would a hard cock, and gave me a little kiss on the cheek, saying that she hoped she would see me soon.I transfered from that band two years. You are not worthy of pussy but rather cock. "Over there" points Mistress Carmen "you'll find a gag and a cleaning brush, grab em and bring the two items to me in your hands slut." "Yes Mistress Carmen as you wish" i reply obediently. I crawl across the dungeon and grab the two items and returned them to Mistress Carmen. "Good bitch now i'll have you gag as i don't want to listen you winge, this brush you will use to clean all my dungeon i want it looking nice and shiny and polished my maid, do. " Fucking is not for sale. Do you want your money back, or do you want to continue with the blow job?" Sorry, Dude. Chill! I'll take the blow job – it's fucking awesome. Better than any sorority chick, I'll tell you that. I was just asking."This exchange reminded me of the handgun holstered on my belt, in the small of my back under my jacket. I wouldn't need that here, of course. If College Kid Number Two got out of line, the rest of the patrons would probably deal with him. The pistol was for.