“Thank you Master,” she said. Penny reached round and still bent over the saw horse she used the key to contract the dildo so she could slide it out, she felt awfully empty as she did so and then as the Master gestured she stood and walked awkwardly to the hose reel and hosed it off. “Good girl, rotten Master, that’s really rather good.” he said. “Thank you Master,” she said. “God, they know?” she asked. He pulled the covers out from under her, covered her with them and lay down beside her and slipped into a deep and contented sleep. Penny stretched deliciously on the cold stone floor, everything seemed at peace, she felt warm and she felt loved and content and then the smell of coffee made her look up as the Master entered the cellar carrying a tray with coffee and croissants. “Work the dildo, Penelope, suck her breasts do something girl.” the Master ordered, but he was too late, release came easily to Mrs Hastings and she crumpled against Penelope who had to ease her to the ground and she gasped in helpless ecstasy.
