"You're due for toilet duty shit mouth, and you'd better be up to it!" While you've been enjoying yourself somewhere else you have been neglecting you...r duites here." She was completely in control of me, and the other slaves at this point. I hung on her every word and was developing such a craving for sucking asshole that my obscene enslavement was becoming secondary now. I'd thought of begging her for it more than once, aside from the service she normally required of me each day.They. "I bet it will get even better if I feel your tits." So now I grabbed her tits firmly, squeezing them against her bikini top. Then I looked down at my dick and said. "Nicki, squeezing them doesn't seem to be working so well. Maybe if I pull them out?" Nicki just looked at me complacently as I pulled her tits out of her top. "Damn, Nicki," I told her, "I haven't even seen tits like this in a magazine." They had huge areolas surrounding large nipples, the kind I had only imagined existing. I stared as she walked away. Her hips swaying rhythmically. I was in a daze. I felt my dick start to rise. I quickly adjusted myself the best I could. When she returned she sat right next to me and layer her head on my shoulder. The next fifteen minutes consisted of me awkwardly fidgeting to avoid her noticing my growing election. She got up to head to the kitchen when she slipped and fell into my lap, her hand fell onto my dick, which caused it to spring up again. There was an awkward silence. Patience was not only a virtue, however, but as much a tool of the trade as the clipboard or the blind trust he needed in order to win. Grey stood up and checked his watch. He only had 6 minutes left and needed to work quickly now. From his jacket he produced a digital camcorder which was no bigger than the size of a cigarette packet. Placing the camera next to the light he set it recording up Karen’s skirt whilst he stood and revelled in the power he was beginning to have over her. He softly.