There were many great evenings in hotels and in deserted places where we experimented with each other, giving pleasure and taking such joy from it. We...watched porn together and simulated our favourite scenes, used toys and also role played. We had grown so close and laid ourselves bare to ultimate pleasures. It was amazing days. We tried to think up more and more to find the penultimate sexual high and that's how we met Jen and Craig.Now the story i have to tell is about what happened between. "I think you've been a very Bad girl. What do bad girls get?" Mrph-erph-frr." She replied.I removed the bottoms from her mouth. "I'm sorry. I couldn't understand you. I'll ask again, what do bad girls get?" Punishm-" *SMACK! I slapped her across the face."I said talking is for good girls. It sounds like you forgot." I pulled her forward so that her face face fell into the bed. With her knees still under her, she ended up with her ass in the air."Now I think the bad girl needs something to. You're skeptical at this proposition, and the being knows this, you'd long since concluded this being knows your mind."This is but a partnership, you are your own person so long as you meet your side of the bargain." You relaxed a little at that, but sensing your treacherous thoughts the beast amends his proposal."Your life energy is linked with my physical body, neglecting me or betraying me in any way will lead to your own death, mortal." The voice snarls, sensing your agreement to its terms. It was the best, most incredible, most erotic and satisfying sex I had ever had. It had become a regular thing with us. Our code was if she wanted to see me, she would text that she had a place to show me. If I wanted to see her, needed to see her, I’d text to “show” me something. We both knew exactly what that meant. My pulse would quicken when when ever I saw a text from her. Without even reading it, I could feel my cock twitch and ache for her. This text was different though, this text.