Safe word: “mercy Master”.In some circumstances the Master can decide that the Slave can not use any safe word. For that purpose the Master will c...lose the slave’s mouth with a tape in order to avoid that any sound comes from the slave’s mouth.Master's Role The Master accepts responsibility for the Slave's body and material possessions as outlined in this agreement. The Master agrees to use the Slave the hardest way and to provide the maximum discomfort for the Slave for as long as he own the. There wasn’t much question I was fourteen. I was short for even fourteen—and skinny—but I was starting to fill out in my chest and biceps. I worked out. I wanted people to stop saying I was almost too pretty to be a boy. My aunt who I lived with in Norfolk had sprung for a gym membership, trying to give me what I kept bugging her about on building myself up. Other than that, she pretty much left me alone. She didn’t know anything about raising kids. She just couldn’t let me go to a foster home. Helga didn’t care. The dildo had a valve on the end. Helga had a gas cylinder attached already, a tiny cylinder pressed to 20 bar. She twisted the cylinder and Amina screamed as the dildo expanded to four times its size, stretching her cunt like she had a big buck negro’s cock deep inside her. She wailed and passed out.Amina woke. Her cunt was on fire. An agonising intense ache. She had never experienced anything like it before, and never wanted to again. She looked around. She was lying on the. "You must wait, Margie!" Katie implored her sister."What do you need and what must Margie wait for?" I asked, and it came out in GAELIC, but I don't speak or understand Gaelic. At least, I didn't used to."NO!!" both women screamed in horror."You said you didn't speak Gaelic!" Katie said in protest."How long have you been listening to us?" Margie asked in fear."I don't speak Gaelic, and I have no idea how I understood what the two of you were just saying, or how I asked that question in Gaelic.".