He laid the little white cartons of food on the counter and slid his hands under my top. Fortunately, I had bathed and oiled my body so it was ripe an...d ready for him. He lifted both tits high and played with them ever so gently, before he began to work on my nipples. He pulled and twisted them until I was just about crazy with desire.It wasn’t long before Master loosened the cord that served to keep the jersey bottoms up around my hips. When he let the waist band go, they fell to my feet. I. He arrived in the den to see Veronica looking at the photographs of he and his wife together. She said nothing as she took the glass of water from him, and just continued to look at the pictures with a strange expression. Just as she finished the last of the water, Trish’s voice called out that dinner was ready. *** Dinner went smoothly enough, if a little awkwardly. He and Trish sat on opposite ends of the table, while Veronica sat between them. Conversation was limited to Harry’s office and. I feel the crowd around me, touching, caressing, probing, tugging on myboobs, chastity cage, butt plug... I am getting more and more exciting,adding to my discomfort, trying to stand straight, but failing under theassault of hands, fingers, lips... Finally, I am pulled down to my knees,and the penis gag is pulled out of my mouth and left dangling around mycorseted neck. I know what comes next. I dread what comes next. I yearnfor what comes next.And what comes next is pure and simple throat. How has she been trained?~~She understands perfectly the needs of a Master such as your Magnificence. She understands the horizontal arts, though of course still a virgin in every orifice. She also speaks French and English as well as Kobekistani so that your Magnificence may order her as you see fit.~"Does she now. Well girl, what should I call you?" he asked, switching to English."My Master calls me whatever he wishes. My grandfather calls me Zeinab," was the careful and correct.