Master spotted a table near the back room entrance way where the pool tables are located. “Pet, are you ready to play a game of pool? I love sucking Master’s cock, I love each and every vein that swells and pulses as He glides over my tongue. “Y—y—yess, please!” I begged. Finally I heard Him chuckle. Off to the side of me I heard my Master’s voice saying “Good girl.” Of course I missed the shot and hit the eight ball instead, sinking it and losing the game. I felt suddenly half dressed in the short white skirt I wore, knowing that if I were to sit or bend, it would leave little or nothing to the imagination. Two men from a group of four smiled as my eyes caught theirs looking. I wanted to shiver but I didn’t dare. I used the bathroom, and washed my hands and checked my makeup before rejoining Him at the exit. I waited to feel His exquisite fingers enter me again, but it didn’t come right away.
