Beth moans loudly and licks her lips ostentatiously as Cal’s fist moves up and down at his cock. Beth reaches out to touch Cal’s crotch but is angrily rebuffed. I gasp with pleasure, and I know that I will fail and come, because now I am just a lump of flesh that wants to be fucked, and if she touches me, I will mutate into the slave of her will, with whom she can do whatever she wants. I am so aroused that I would. Then Lassie walks away. Simon stands up and kneels behind the slave on the couch. I immediately call myself to order and put on an unimpressed face. I open my lips as if I’m the one who has to catch his cum and swallow it. If you do come, you will be punished.”
“I understand,” I said as indifferently as possible, and I really did understand. “Thank you, sir,” she gasps, sounding as if she means it.
