She breathed in and held her breath for several seconds before saying, “I think this is wrong.” “Don’t think, just go with the flow,” I whi...spered in her ear. “Jessy, I am not sure I want this.” “Shh, I think you are. Don’t deny it; you liked it the first time.” She giggled in my ear. “Yeah, I guess I did.” “Good, then don’t worry about it.” She rolled onto her back and I slid my right hand under her blouse and up towards her boobs. I knew she wasn’t wearing a bra, she seldom did. Her. The light flick of his whip on my buttock only serves to quicken the desire burgeoning within me, but like a good little slave I wait agonisingly on his pleasure. That evening seems to go on for ever but eventually the Master, replete, retires to bed leaving us slaves sitting on the floor our neck chains attached to rings in the wall. We are shackled too far from each other for any close contact but, in the dark I feel a soft stroking sensation on my left calf. No 12 is rubbing her foot along. “Crawling, Sir,” she said.“I didn’t tell you to crawl, though,” I reminded her.“Yes, sir, I know that. Your father wants me to crawl in and out of rooms unless I am carrying anything too heavy to grip in my teeth. I hope it doesn’t embarrass you?” she said. It was clear that she didn’t expect permission from me to crawl. I definitely didn’t mind seeing her shake her ass and drag her tits along the carpet like a dog.“Does it hurt your knees?” I asked as I left the room with my future stepmom on. Finally, I pulled myself together.'Now then, young lady, you know that your sisters and I love you verymuch too. I want to know what happened that was so terrible that youhave to give up Jenny because of us.'I had calmed down a little bit and began to tell Mom the story. Mybeing called to the office, almost giving myself away and then findingout that it wasn't what I was worried about at all.'Mom, I was really afraid that they had called you and when it got out,you would be in trouble and Beth.