With some extremely satisfied grunts, licking his wife's face and neck, Allan shot a healthy load in his wife's ass. His squeezing hands left marks on Karen's tits, and watched with a smirk as she made Sammy lick it up. Kneeling by Sammy's side, he took stock of the state of his slave. She looked absolutely broken. He kisses her forehead gently and gave her some water to recover.<br/><br/>"Cressbeckler!" he growled, angrily turning the man towards him. "This is one reason I don't let you near Karen's ass. I thought I told you to be gentle with Sammy! Keep off her until I say otherwise," he hissed. Walking over to Sammy, he spoke softly to her:<br/><br/>"You OK, little slave? I'm keeping an eye on you from now on. You still get to serve us, and our guests, but we want you able to walk. How does that sound?"<br/><br/>He gently stroked her front as she lay in the grass, and gave her a fond kiss. "You've been great so far. Very brave. Go and have a dip in the pool to clean yourself off, then come back over here for lunch. Good slut!"<br/><br/>Allan walked over to Karen, and assessed Sammy's performance with her. "Isn't she marvelous? She takes degradation and abuse like a seasoned veteran. What a catch!" he enthused. "What does her sexy dominatrix think?" he snickered.