She shivered against his touch her body trembling, excitement building inside her as she felt the slow brush of his fingers across her skin rubbing an...d kneading her. Gently his lips dipping down to slide against her making her eyes flutter with pleasure. ‘I think that since were alone, just the two of us and no one else to see or know maybe you should just take the dress of and let me see what you have on.’ He whispered. Slowly his hands were sliding very gently across her shoulders and then. She thrust them under her skirt and into her pussy, wiping up as much juice as possible. Then, she put my head through the leg holes, dropping them around my neck. "To remember me by, while we're out." Thank you, Mistress." We're ready to go. Kneel, and thank me properly!"I knelt. Right behind our front door, I licked her to orgasm, for perhaps the third or fourth time in the two hours we'd been awake. We left the house with her satisfied and me in frustrated agony, my face bathed in her. An hour into the party and my Master was bored, he gets bored easily. Master decides it’s time for some entertainment. He pulls me outside to a beautiful flower garden and ties my arms to an above branch on a tree in the center of the garden forcing me to stand on my tippy toes. Next Master rips open my blouse. Immediately he sees how the clamps made my nipples enormous. He squeezes both nipples really hard, I scream out in pain, quickly the men turn and start watching just as Master had. She woke, feeling truly refreshed, and at peace, with herself, and with the world, for the first time in a very long time. Waking in this man's arms, she realized what she had thought to be true, really was. He was more like Michael, than she thought at first. That's why she felt such an attraction to him. He was strong, tender, gentle, kind, caring, and considerate. He was also a wonderful lover, and last night, she felt, well, she felt things she never expected to feel ever again. She.