“But that’s just not true,” Kat interjected.
“Ah, yes, but whose fantasy is this, slave?” Paul said smiling and stroking Kat’s arm.
Putting herself back at the center of the conversation, Meg said, “I really liked it, Master, when you made me clean your c**k with my mouth after you came inside me.” Actually, Kat thought, she was being unfair. Meg was just making conversation. It just happened to be about her. “I loved the taste of your c*m mixed with my own cunt juices. And I loved how it kept you hard, thinking it was my mouth doing that.”
“I feel exactly the same way, Meg,” Kat said. “Master, of course, is an expert at s*x, as you’re already finding out. He’s incredibly knowledgeable about the science of it all. He also has lots of theories about it. He believes that semen is sacred,”
