Inasmuch as being intimidated or even a little scared was an appealing part of the game, it was comforting to know that her housemates seemed to understand it was a game, one with rules even if those rules were sometimes unspoken, and that pushing too far to upset the balance would end the game early. Of course now that her spirits had lifted and she was left to her own devices for the day, she was left with a maddening amount of free time. Angus had deliberately – the bastard – left her in a state of frustration and then expressly forbidden her to do anything about it. She was also tired of oversleeping and every waking minute being filled with sex. There was slightly more to life. So, she cleaned. Throwing on an old light dress and some comfortable slip on shoes she set about cleaning. With the buttplug in place her underwear didn’t suit quite right so after experimentally trying a pair on she changed her mind and kicked them back off. Her dress was in a backless style where the front was mainly two wide strips of material that covered her breasts and tied in a knot behind her back, and the skirts came to about her knees. Normally she was lazy about housework but now that she had some free time and a lot of energy she felt like doing something about it. She proceeded to put away her clothing and make her room more petite presentable since she was entertaining visitors on amateur the regular. After a trips to the bin to get rid of random garbage that had accumulated she set about dusting and vacuuming, pov though she opted to leave the other bedrooms alone – she was their sex slave, not their maid. Every step caused the plug to move around inside her and made her think about the ben wa balls she had hidden in an old lunchbox under her bed, and how anal amazing they would feel right now, but she had to forcefully push those thoughts aside. If she went down that rout she wouldn’t be able to stop herself from doing something about her mounting sexual frustration. So instead she attended to the housework she had been skinny neglecting. After vacuuming she gave the bathroom a cursory once over, feeling vulnerable and drifting into a daydream about one of the guys sneaking up and surprising her from behind as she bent over the tub to give it a quick once over. She dismissed the thought and focused on wiping down the tub so it was sparkling again. Once she wiped down the tiles and was stinking thoroughly of chlorine bleach she brought out the mop and bucket to attend to the floors in the kitchen and bathroom. Finally, feeling sweaty from exertion, she put all the cleaning stuff away and seeing it was barely after 11, pondered what to do next. “Holy fuck…” Maria skinny breathed as Zu’gar snarled her triumph, Maria’s gaze following the outline of Zu’gar’s thick cockhead as it visibly pressed down into the girl's throat, the bulge of Zu’gar’s cock becoming increasingly obvious as she hilted herself in Lace’s fuck-hole of a mouth. When her breath came back to her, she eased back onto pov the chair. There wouldn’t be a amateur lot of work for her at first, just as you say, holding down the fort. “Oh, yes, he absolutely is.” In a short time, she came back up. I want to see your tits.’ As we got there, Brad got up and held the chair for me as I sat, then leaned over and gave me a quick kiss. It was empty so he would need his furniture and that was due to be delivered tomorrow morning. Having had plenty of gentleman admirers of all ages over the years, I still got it! “Speaking from experience . . . Then I jumped off it, hooked my remaining hand on the ledge, and began my descent to the valley below. We’ve known each other since high school.” “Go get yours.” The movie was quickly forgotten as the pretty young teen let me feel her. One Friday evening in the anal beginning of 2014, me and Richard were watching a movie in the living room - Mom having gone to work the night shift at the hotel. Liz asked her son after she removed the condom. He even offered to let me wear his stockings and suspender belt and coat. She was smiling, my cum still petite leaking cutely from her lips. “Mistress Kora did say her muse was sent because of sex.” "And I don't really care if you want to stop," Ed flipped her statement around on her. She chose to ignore what was going on inside.