In an attempt to be both formal and cute, Jake reached for my hand, thenasked "May I have this dance with my Cinderella?"I thought his question was s...rt of humorous, because I did feel a lotlike Cinderella. I was dressed for the ball, unlike I had ever beenbefore and I would soon be transforming back to my former secretiveexistence. I could not turn down his request even though it would take mefurther into his lair. I wanted him to hold me, but I was digging myselfinto an even deeper hole.Our. You are not here to be my personal slaveboy on your terms. You will serve me always on MY terms. You will know every second of every day that you are owned property. You think you are struggling at the moment, you have no idea what I have in store for you. I will control every aspect of your life. EVERY ASPECT. I will humiliate you everywhere. It is what you need to learn your place as my bitch boy. Do you understand???Yes Master,? I whispered in defeat. I couldn’t comprehend his. Reaching down, she cupped his balls. Her other hand sought the clasp of his zipper, but before she could open his fly, he turned her toward the desk. She perched on the edge, her ass braced on the rim and her legs trailing down.His mouth dragged off hers, and he lowered his head to her tits. He sucked upon each stiff nipple in turn, running his tongue all around her fat tit-mounds and up the deep cleavage.Gloria shuddered with the delicious sensation. She loved to have her tits sucked. Jake. . In a moment, both us were in the bathroom.The amazing fragrance leaves kept in the hotel bathroom was making the atmosphere even more sexy. I just hugged her standing there . Our bodies in touch from head to toe… Our lips locked together, My hands on her back, her soft breasts pressed against my chest. My dick was touching her pussy and was mildly erect by now again, and our thighs touching together. I slowly turned on the shower and kept the water comfortably warm.She hadn’t expected this.