His continued chastity was a wonderful source of torture and Master Reinhardt had not paid good money for his slave so that the slave could enjoy hims...elf.Day 792His tail had not even been on one day when the other dogs found a way to use it against him. As they could no longer fuck his ass they had to fuck his face. This in itself did not pose any problems, but when the dog was fucking Jonathan's face its mouth was mere inches away from Jonathan's vulnerable balls. So while a huge cock was. He drove her back to her car and made sure she was safe. He handed her back her pistol. She tried to entice him to her clandestine motel room for the night saying that she would do or be anything he wanted. Once again, he declined her invitation. He did, however, make her promise to write and call him at least weekly. He needed to keep tabs on her where-abouts. Then he went home.Jake thought about this new development on his way home. There was no reason to doubt Vivian’s story. It jibed too. That evening i phoned Jen to see how she was and she said she was just getting ready to go out for a few drink with her friend.The fishing was going well but around 10pm,Dave my mate got a call saying he had to get home so we quickly packed away and headed home,we rolled upto mine about 11pm and i threw my gear in the garage and went to go inside the house and realised i didnt have my house key,i tired to call Jen but it was going to voicemail so decided to get inside the garage for a quick. ” She said it instantly, with full conviction and I had to smile. The lowest, indeed. Lower even than the slave flesh I helped break in mid trade, lower than slaves she had likely outlived. And that had been my lesson actually, but while I stared down at the glittering jeweled collar with my name on it and the heart charm that made twinkling sounds between her legs, I couldn’t help but think that my scat and punishment slave had become the slave queen somewhere along the way. I amused myself by.