The Mistress then whispers a few words in the Slave’s ear and picks up a long strip of cloth from amongst the scattered supplies. It’s about letting your Mistress control when you receive pleasure, and how.” She laughs cruelly at his defeated expression as she rolls over onto her back, using his body as a bed as she spreads her legs, fondling her breasts while she pleasures herself, Master and Slave alike yearning for her touch but tantalizingly out of reach. Xnxx “My, what a good Slave we picked out Master,” the Mistress coos playfully. His tongue reaches out eagerly, trying to taste her as she remains just out of his reach, earning himself another lash across the strained muscles of his chest.
