Mistress Shanna laughed suddenly, for the first time all day. She drained the last of her Jack Daniels and set the glass aside.
“What do I think? I think you’re just trying to get out of the wildly exciting, hours-long fisting you know you’ve got coming, but I also think it just might work. I’ve seen a few pornos in my time, but nothing like what you describe and now I can’t wait.
“Well played, slave. Let’s get naked on the bed and see what you’ve got. Maybe you can forestall the fisting after all. On the other hand, maybe you’ll just get me fired up enough to do it to you all night instead of for just an hour or two. Let’s find out, shall we?”
The DVD player had a five-disk carousel. Into this Sara loaded the cream of her collection. Since they didn’t have to be at work again until Mon
