The love of my life and my first slave came behind me and massaged my shoulders. So much was different - gone was the carefree days of college. Now it... seemed that I had little time or energy to even fornicate. I regretted my retreat into matters larger than my immediate family - but it appeared unavoidable.Her hands quickly loosened the knot of muscle about the base of my neck."Hum... that feels great mom." It did."Why don't you take the rest of the day off honey?" We have been together so many. Dana picked up a long thin cane and swished it in the air a few times, building up the audience anticipation. She replaced it on the table and came over and felt Julie’s dripping cunt, massaging her clit to make it even more engorged. ‘I’m not going to beat this slave’s clit to pulp tonight,’ she said to the audience, ‘Instead I’m going to make her cum for you. For a slave that is far more demeaning.’ She picked up a short, thin cane and started hitting Julie on the clit with this. The effect. "I realized that this was part of his plan, the dogs would love the state of me, when I went off to the kennels in a few minutes! As Geraldine had done on the morning after her wedding, I stood while he poured the remaining contents of the jug over me, over my face, my breasts, and, yes, inside my knickers. When the last of the jug had trickled out over me, he gave me the empty jug and sent me off to the kennels.The dogs all crowded round, anticipating doggie delights, and the only way I could. And I was; my cheeks were feeling warm. I was getting a little hot andbothered. Victor got to me when he was so dressed. My nipples distendedslightly, and goose bumps made my areola pull my breast skin taunt as Itook a fresh draught of the cool nectar. I did not know if Victor wascausing my reaction or the wine.He looked at me hungrily, hovering over me a tad too long before takinghis seat. During that short span, I looked up into his eyes, and thepause was intense. The moist spot forming on my.