I was interested in doing anything that she wanted, short of having a zucchini shoved up my ass and my shaved body getting drenched in Ben Gay. Coinc...identally, Mina was not into any kinky shit. But she loved my jock. For this reason, I was able to manipulate her into having sex whenever the hell I wanted. I would literally call Mina at any hour of the night for a booty call, no matter how late, without any notice whatsoever. Our telephone exchanges usually went something like: . "Mistress? You mean you? You're their mistress?"She gave me a cute little smile. "It's not like it's formal or anything. We're really just kinda playing at it, but who do you think taught all three of them to be so slutty?" I'm going to guess you?" Yup!" she said proudly, winking at me. "Well, Carynne was quite experienced already, at least with girls anyways. But Kelsey and Amanda were so innocent when I first got my hands on them, it was awesome! I loved corrupting them!" You're a bad, bad. However, he started to take things further and further and somewhere in all of that, he must have started to think that I was HIS slave and he was MY Master and now that I was finally getting all of the attention that I had always wanted to get from him, It was great. But, only as long as I stayed within the boundaries that my REAL Master had already laid out for this little cunt of his.”“But, boundaries did get broken and the breaking of those boundaries almost cost the both of us to lose. Clare glanced down and realised that her nipples were rock hard, two dark brown points against the soft pink flesh of her breasts. She had not realised how turned on she was getting by this as well. Now she moved her fingers down to her panties, hooking them in the top. She pushed them down, slowly sliding them down over her hips. Pushing them until they slid down her legs. She stepped out of them, now standing naked apart from a pair of dark blue heels. Mike gave a soft groan from deep in his.