Making and breaking of a cuckold – 16 Princess Sheridan rules

“Hmm, Max will be interested in that reply”.

“And Sir Max naturally Your Highness”. Mistress was an expert at manoeuvring me into dangerous territory.

“He calls you Your Highness Gemma. What’s that about?”

“As Max has explained, once these subs have been broken, their Owners start to become their universe. So we are his religion, we are the Royal Family to him in his mind. It’s an involuntary form of address which emphasizes our position in his world”.

“In that case, I would like to be addressed as Your Majesty from now on. Have you got that faggot?”

“Yes Your Majesty”.

Mistress spoke, “OK cucky, go and rustle us up some snacks”.

I hurried out to the kitchen relieved that little ordeal was over without me suffering in any way. Sheridan walked into the room looking dazzling in her bikini. I fell to my knees and kissed her feet. “How may I serve you Your Majesty?”

“Gemma tells me you’re an expert clitty licker. Is that right faggot?”

“I am very experienced Your Highness”. Crash. Her right foot lashed out into my ball sac. As ordered, I remained motionless.