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There was only Precious One. The slave. And no matter how many times Anita played this role, that final moment of transition from CEO to slave-girl never failed to make her nipples harden. The rest of the evening would be variations on a theme. Usually at this point Don would clap his hands, the signal for her to sit up in her kneeling position: back straight, hands resting palms up on her thighs and her attention entirely focused on her husband. Anita loved this part because it almost always resulted in her first spanking of the evening. Don would pretend to continue his reading, although they both knew that he was watching her for the slightest sign of inattention, which she was only too happy to provide. A moment’s wavering glance, the slightest turning of the head or hint of restlessness in her posture and he would say, in the calmest of voices, “Down.” Anita would immediately turn in place babe and resume her Brunette earlier prostrate position, her face to the floor and her behind held high in the air, within easy reach. Don would always wait until she was literally quivering with anticipation – usually not a very long wait – before delivering two open-handed swats, one to each cheek. The first two were just warm-ups, they both knew that. Afterward small tits Anita would resume her kneeling position and Don would return to his reading – until her attention ‘wandered’ again. The next two slaps would be noticeably harder, the wait before he struck – and the time between the slaps - longer. And the next two after that, and the next two, and the next… They had never gotten beyond ten slaps during this stage of the evening because usually well before that Anita would be literally biting her lip, her breath rushing in and out of her nose, as she teetered on the edge of orgasm. Sometimes she thought that was the best part, fighting to control the overwhelming desire for release while her husband watched, knowing that it was against the rules to come without permission and that if she gave in the evening would be over. Don had become expert at gauging when she could take no more. And when he judged that she had reached that point he would put his reading aside again, then simply snap his fingers at her again and make a peremptory gesture towards the front of his pants. Oh, she loved this part, maybe best of all. She had always pretty much enjoyed performing oral sex on her husband, though most of the time a large part of her mind was still at the office. But being ordered to do it as a slave, naked and on her knees in the living room, was a different experience entirely. First of all, a rule had evolved that she first had to unzip him using only her teeth. And something about the entire procedure – Hardcore approaching him on her knees, placing her hands on the arms of his chair, pushing her face into his crotch and struggling to grasp and pull down the zipper toggle between her clenched teeth, doggystyle while Don again pretended to ignore her – made her feel even more like a possession. And when she had accomplished the task, and was finally allowed to use her hands to open his pants the rest of the way and take out his cock, it felt so much like a reward to be able to take him into her mouth and pleasure him that she savored every moment. She was soon rewarded with Maria thrashing wildly as a glorious climax washed over her body. What did she just say? I’ll leave the two of you alone.” “Yeah, I want you to do a show with me.” I doggystyle sighed while our noses touched. Lightly swatting the sissy’s rear as he gave him instructions. With a squelching sound audible to the three men, but not to the deafened mayor, three tendrils of brain matter slithered out of the bullet hole in his eye. “Please sir it doesn’t fit” I begged “please take it babe small tits out I can’t take it anymore”. They are the prey, after all, but I have no respect for any man who has allowed society to neuter him so thoroughly. “We’ve been bound for less than a day, and you’re already going to cheat on me.” Julia grumbled sleepily. Kate even told her mom she needed to leave for a few hours, so she could do this.Of course, Liz was going to be with her as well. It was at that point she noticed he was still tenting his pajama bottoms. The young woman could only moan and whimper as he fucked her without mercy, his cock lancing deep between her soft, damp folds. “You were?” Madison returned Brunette her smile. # I introduce first rules of my Directive to Katin WARNING! She tapped on the glass with her fingernails. Kaylie Hardcore was used to this as she had grown up as the afterthought with her two gorgeous sisters sucking up all the attention.