Pushing up away from me a little, he let go of my hands and flipped us so I was on top. I started to rise up to ride him, but he wouldn’t let me. Wr...pping his arms tight around my waist and back, he pulled me down tight to his chest as he braced himself and started pounding into me from below. Kissing his neck and wrapping my arms around his shoulders I held on tight for the wild ride. He kept driving into me, pummeling me, fucking me as I had begged him to do and it felt so good I never. She grinned, “I think you must be the one who’s drunk.” “No, I’m serious. You’re really pretty.” He looked down at her legs, “You have nice legs too.” He ran his hands through her hair, and twirled a strand. She held her breath as he looked at her, watched him move in. “Do you mind if I kiss you?” The words broke her out of her frozen state. Dumb dumb dumb! If he hadn’t of asked, she might have allowed it. But asking, made her think of it. And in a wild panic she feared he’d destroy a sensation. *SCHWACK*A small sample of what was to come later. If he was a good dog.* * * * *For the next hour, Owen was led from room to room as Elizabeth showed off her other workplace. It was a well-equipped play space with several beds and sofas, numerous pieces of bondage furniture and endless naughty toys. In his many dates with various Femdoms for hire, Owen had rarely seen a more thoroughly prepared dungeon.To think that this woman, whom he'd once viewed so innocently, took the Dominatrix role as. Everythingabout her looked elegant and 1st class. She had on a perfect fit whitesilk blouse and tight black satin knee length skirt that suggested thatshe had one of those hourglass figures to die for. She had blonde hairand big clear beautiful blue eyes and wore very classy jewelry. One ofthe pieces was a bejeweled necklace which had several keys hanging justabove some sexy cleavage, very similar to Francine's, but these breastslooked very real and voluptuous, unlike Francine who I had guessed.