I was certain not much more than a couple of inches had penetrated me but it was almost more than I could handle. She was livid. I looked down as I played with his dick and was it my imagination or did it seem to get bigger. I looked down as I played with his dick and was it my imagination or did it seem to get bigger. “The setting says 72 degrees, sir,” I told him as I rubbed my ass against his dick again, “is that alright.”
“Hmmm,” he seemed to muse. My esteem for Mistress was taken to new heights with that thought; I realized then that she truly knew what was best for her slave. It made me want to gag but the pee had no where else to go and I had no choice but to swallow so I drank it down. I have been in the basement for what seems hours, naked and cold and undergoing all sorts of punishments.
