"You want it slut?"I nod.He yells "I said do you want it?"I bite my lips and moan "yes master, please give it to me."He slowly walks up to me; while, ...aressing his meat. Master’s crotch is centimeters away from my face. Slowly, he unzips his pants. I salivate. I beg for it. I want to. I have to."Get your fucking mouth ready, you fucking cunt,” he says.Master grabs my neck. His fingers press against the nape.I look up at him and say "yes master."“You want Master’s big dick?”"Yes master."“Yes. It occurred to me that it was a damned good thing this was a dream because the PDA rules were strict as hell and rigidly enforced. Punishment stopped just short of public lashings.“One of our own students sacrificed his time and energy, as well as his personal safety, to rescue 73% of all those who needed help. He did this without being asked and without seeking approval or recognition for his efforts. We are here today to begin the process of showing our appreciation for his heroic actions. In. That’s a nice thing to say.”“In fact, you are so gorgeous that I would love to take a picture of you. Would you mind?”“You want a picture of me?”“Of course!”“Well, why don’t we go somewhere so Todd won’t see you taking it.” Then she led me out onto the back patio where only a few people were hanging out. “Okay. How is this?” she asked.“Just perfect,” I said as I took my iPhone and shot a burst of ten pictures.”“Can I see it?”"Sure," I replied and let her look at the ten photos, each one was. His lips felt so good pressed against her skin as her traced a trail with his fingertips. The soft touch made her nipples harden through her bra as she hoped he would caress and massage her breast just as he’d done her shoulders. Her wish came true. He leaned back on the couch and she leaned back into him as their bodies pressed together in the dimly lit room. A moan escaped her mouth as she felt him touch and caress her body. She turned to face him on the couch and leaned in to kiss him..