Debbie Part 7

The more horny I am, the more slime it produces" Debbie said, her face burning with shame and her member more excited than ever. "And you are one perpetually horny slut, aren't you?" Mrs. Walker asked. "Yes, Mrs. Walker" Debbie replied. "Go to the bathroom and fetch a towel. I want to wipe it off. You may of course not touch it yourself." As Debbie went to fetch the towel, she wondered why everyone, not a slave themselves, she met seemed hell-bent on dominating her. There was nothing that seemed to indicate that Mrs. Walker belonged to the SM-set, but the minute she laid her eyes on Debbie she seemingly wanted to control her. Was there something about herself that invited domination, Debbie wondered?

When she returned, Mrs. Walker took the towel from her and began wiping off Debbie's genitals. They were in the bedroom now, Mrs. Walker sitting at the foot of a gigantic bed, covered in cream-colored silk sheets. Debbie stood with her hands behind her head as Mrs. Walker first wiped her genitals and then began fondling them. Apparently she wanted to see Debbie's pre-cum dribble from her cock. In a matter of seconds Debbie was whining and moaning with unfulfilled excitement. After a short while the pre-cum began to dribble much to Mrs. Walker's amusement. To Debbie's chagrin this continued to amuse her for quite a while and Debbie's need only increased. When Mrs. Walker was finished with her little game, Debbie was sobbing with need pleading for her to stop. "Cute," Mrs. Walker remarked and pulled Debbie into the bed with her, "but now it's my turn." She lay back on the pillows and opened her legs, an unspoken order for Debbie to begin. This time Debbie was free to use all her skills, her hands probing every one of Mrs. Walker's openings. Debbie channeled all her own unfulfilled excitement into pleasing Mrs. Walker, as had of course been Mistress' intention all along. Mrs. Walker screamed with delight, her cries after a while becoming completely incoherent.