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“Mother…” Abigail tried to speak, as a tear ran down her cheek and With that thought; her heart beat one last time and her earthly vision faded to black her last breath drifted out of her body. Death spasms rippled in the muscles of her gorgeous athletic slim legs. In a shudder that ran along the body and with a the sound of a death rattle from her throat, Abigail's arms fell back, her head rolled slightly to the right side. A trickle of blood slid out of her mouth. But her soul and spirit were very much alive. Her expression seems peaceful and satisfied. The last earthly image she saw was a series of bright lights/circles beckoning her toward it as her soul/spirit was released. Suddenly; there was no more pain and suffering. She still had the ecstatic orgasmic smile on her face seen just before the crash. A figure dressed in white held out it's hand to take her's from her body and lifted toward heaven and said "Welcome, Abigail, I've been expecting you. I need your lovely alto voice to sing in the heavenly choir". She immediately recognized the figure as the Lord Jesus Christ as soon as she Bondage touched his hand; her soul/spirit had a new heavenly body, clothed in a white gown, more beautiful than her earthly body had ever been. Abigail Miller Nipples was in heaven. Her eyes were wide open, pale blue eyes stared in the last outrage of death and horror. I woke early on Saturday morning, probably because I was excited at being Jan’s master for the weekend, I had put a lot of thought into what we would be doing, so I jumped out of bed and went down to the kitchen to prepare a small breakfast of yogurt, fresh fruit salad and a glass each of orange juice for both of us, I took these back to the bedroom and woke tits up old sleepy head suggesting that her first duty of the day as slave girl would be to eat her breakfast whilst I went back to the kitchen, she could go to the toilet if necessary and when I returned she could feed me my breakfast. Jan giggled thinking that BDSM this was all a bit silly; fetish I quickly reminded her that she would be punished if not careful. I went back to the kitchen via the laundry where I had picked up a bucket, the kettle had boiled and I tipped the hot water into the bucket, I then got the cask of red wine from the cupboard, removed the bag of wine from the carton and placed the bag into the bucket of water so as to warm it before we poured it into the enema bag which had arrived with the toys earlier in the week. I then went back to lying on the bed and waited for Jan to reappear so that she could feed me my breakfast. She answered, it was Mr. Dudley telling her they had more than enough footage. Lucinda arrived not an hour later, even more self important fetish and domineering than hitherto and in her trail a sweet slender thing, “Miss Pattimore, I call her Pat,” Lucinda laughed, “Come let us explore the bed room.” and she whisked Pat away. “Me too!” “Yes!” Leon pressed Ana’s neck with one arm and tried to smell the perfume that was coming from her wet hair. It will make the hot dog extra juicy,” she explained. “What the hell is trib?” Dan was staring too. Sam yelled. Julie told them they could if they chose to.” “Because only your many boyfriends can see your slut body.” I saw another door opened with the cleaning cart housekeeping uses to clean rooms. “The doors not locked.” “Believe me, I'd like to, but the pool takes time, and Dale is coming by with the car I'm driving. She was such a good sex slave. “I love that skirt.” They’d hardly entered Nipples the house and his investigation had turned a corner. Michelle was staring at me with a look of wonderment, then whispered, “I can’t wait to do this again, it makes all the pain from last week worth it!” “I guess it would be that you never know where even the smallest situations can lead so it’s a good idea not to ignore them. Pressing my face between her thighs, I gave her tits pink little slit a teasing lick with BDSM the tip of my tongue. I was ready to call it a night, and slip back in through my door, when I heard the muffled scream of my neighbor “You now what, FUCK YOU!” Billie went right to work sucking up the creamy remnants of this morning's special breakfast from his jailer Daddy. He slapped each of her tits as she yelped. Her eyes were wide in surprise, she was breathing rapidly through her open mouth as she watched what her friend’s hand was doing to her brother’s dick. There were three attractive women in bikinis. She looked me in Bondage the eye, as if expecting me to say something, then bit her lip as she looked down. Pete continued to tease Dan.