"I pulled on the skirt I struggled to get the zip up then rememberedseeing my mother pull it to the side and zip it up before sliding it backround. I ...put pulled on the tights and then the blouse and sat on the bed.A few minutes later Catherine returned with just jeans and shirt on andher hair wet and slicked back like a boy. I laughed as he came in beforethe full extent of my day was about to be revelled."Come on," she said as she pulled me up by the hand."Where are we going?" Mum's room," she. Mistress Angel brought her hand hard on the back of his ass and he flinched again. “Angelica Dear, be sure to punish him for flinching later on.” Angelica nodded and smiled. “Slave you wouldn’t happen to be a virgin would you?” Mistress Angel looked into his face before he answered and said, “Ah what a pleasant surprise for you, Angelica. Now you can pop both his cherries as you please.” Harry wondered what she meant by this, but dismissed it as a joke. “Slave your special-made uniform is in. With that he started working his mammoth member into her eager cunt, with each stroke her went deeper and she wrapped her legs around him and her hands clutched at his ass, trying to pull him deep into her. Even with her efforts only about nine inches managed to pound into her before bottoming out. They picked up the pace and soon they were fucking faster and harder than I thought possible. Each time he lunged into her beautiful pussy her ass lifted off the bed and with each stroke she grunted. I'd only done that once before with John, and that time it was a test, though he never knew that -- it's always wise to learn if your partner really will stop when things get too rough. "Release you?" John asked? "Are you joking? That was when we were playing your games. This is my game, and I'm the one who decides when to let go. Come now -- are you ready for your brand? Or shall I use this a bit more?" He pointed the file downward, as if ready to insert it. "No, no!" I screamed. "Beg to be.