"Yeah," she smiles, although it's almost a grimace. "It surprised me mostly, but I'm getting used to it now," she says, wiggling around, trying to get... comfortable. She is so tight, and the inside of her pussy is so hot against my cock, it feels like her juices are boiling."It feels pretty wonderful, Jack," she says, after a minute. "Your cock fills me up like your fingers never could." She relaxes her legs and moves her feet back onto the bed, keeping her knees up and her legs spread wide. This earns me a smack on the tender skin “Dirty slut!”“Oh slave you do look lovely.” You undo the bindings, pull me off the bed and walk me across the room. You finally unfasten the blindfold and we are in front of the full-length mirror. i am stunned, and not just because of how huge my face looks with the gag still inflated: the wax You have dripped over my chest, arms and abdomen is truly a thing of beauty, yellow and orange lines that almost look like they are exploding from my crotch,. She arrived at the lake house and parked her car in the garage shortly after 2:30 and quickly unpacked her clothes she had brought from home as well as the ones she had purchased. After some consideration she selected a black leather dress that offered a teasing glimpse at her breasts, and the lower hem came down to her mid thigh. She then put on a pair of knee high black leather boots and stood in front of a full length mirror hanging off the door of the master bathroom and flexed a riding. "What would you have me wear?" asked Jessica."A locked chain around your waist, to start. Something that you couldn't remove yourself. Then perhaps your labia might be pierced to contain a medallion proving your slavery to me. You could even be tattooed or branded as a final mark of ownership. Would you like to do something like that?" asked Janet."I don't know, Mistress. I'm still pretty scared," truthfully answered Jessica."Thank you for your honest answer, Jessica. Slaves aren't allowed to.