Finally, she looks up at him and smiles, a big smile. I can see him almost melt, and the lump in the front of his pants tells the rest of the story. ...As we get ready to leave, Sherry begins to button a button on top, and then shrugs her shoulders and slides out of the booth. As she does, her breasts are clearly visible to me, and I get a spectacular flash of her panties. I’m just about fit to be tied. We head out the door, and eyes follow her the entire way. No one said anything, but there are. I overslept by at least an hour and know I’ll pay for that shortly but my Master seems more amused than concerned about it.“Yes Master! Of course Master!”I rush downstairs to begin his breakfast. He’s not much of an eater in the morning and I know that I can supplement my meager little rations with leftovers from his plate. I start the bacon and eggs, making two pieces of bacon more than he will eat and quickly scrambling the eggs. I hear the shower upstairs turn off and know that I don’t have. Youdidn't say that back." I could ruin your life," I hissed.He pondered that a moment, looking towards the ceiling, then re-focusedhis eyes directly on me."Yes, you could," he admitted truthfully, "just like any other stupid..."He finished the sentence with the "C" word. Alan never, ever uses the "C"word in my presence, much less call me one. He knows the "C" word just...makes... me... go... berserk....The slap was reflexive. I was stunned when he intercepted my wrist withhis hand before the. I asked TC if he liked what he saw on Skype and he replied that actually the video was breaking up, coming and going, and he could only see skin colored blurs, but that the sound was great. He said not to worry about it as I also had the two cameramen, so he would see what he could and listen in, and watch the full video later when I came home.I climbed on the bed and asked if anyone wanted to lick my pussy. The Indian guys eagerly climbed between my legs and started to suck on my clit and give.