Betty yanked on the leash to bring Sara closer, then pulled off the gag and gave Sara a long, probing kiss full of tongue and saliva. Sara’s mouth t...asted distinctly of pussy – specifically of Kat’s, though Betty had no way of knowing that.Kat, meanwhile, had found herself a strategic location and watched from the shadows as Betty used the leash to pull Sara’s head down into her crotch. Kelly crept over next to her friend and they looked on together, fascinated, as Sara began to lap obediently. “You may now eat” he stated “but you may not use your hands, only your mouth.”So that is how I spent my first meal as Master’s full time Slave, eating from a bowl on the floor like an animal at my Master’s feet. Master seemed to enjoy watching me eat this way, and would regularly reach out and stroke my buttocks, sometimes giving them a sharp slap, before softly stroking them again.Once he had finished eating Master stood up saying“You may stand and continue your day now Slave.”And with that he. We achieved about 99% of our goals in an operation that didn't happen the way we had lined it out. Even fuck ups can turn to gold.In clandestine operations one needs to be very flexible as to plans. In the nine years that I was involved there was never once a plan came off as it was originally drawn up. Everything seems to end up being improvisation, based on circumstances with a whole fleet of alternative solutions.One major objective is to insulate yourself from the actual operation as it. .” she begged, squirming on his lap in a sexual fog, “Pleeeaaase...”“Don’t worry, baby ... I’m gonna take care of you real good,” he replied, still stroking her gently flexing thighs.Being careful to keep himself embedded in her succulent quim, he slowly raised himself back up on his knees, forcing Erika off his lap and onto all fours again.“Thatta girl,” he said encouragingly while tenderly rubbing her back and ass with his strong hands. “Now go ahead and get back on my boy’s cock ... Thatta.