?That’s a good girl.? Her Master whispered, moving the dildo hard and fast inside of her. ?I want you to squirt for me, slave. I want to see how muc... you enjoy this.? ?Master? I? I.? She had squirted for Him a couple of times, but the idea of it still embarrassed her. But as he kept fucking her roughly with the toy, she felt the pressure build, and groaned as he removed the toy and she squirted. Her legs went out from under her as her whole body spasmed. She heard his groan of pleasure. You have beenmy girl for only a few weeks now. In that time, you have done reasonablywell, but you have also expressed a continual desire to be my slave. A slavedoes not refer to people as 'useless', nor does she denigrate her subordinates with appelations like 'worm'. As a punishment, you are forbidden a bra at work for two days. In addition, Tomorrow, when youspeak to any of your subordinates, you will address them by the appropriate title and their surname. You, however, will insist they use. I looked up, he seemed to be a middle-aged man in his 40s with somewhat good health.He played it safe by covering his hand with a backpack and continuing his job. He could figure out by looking in my eyes that I was enjoying this. I, on the other hand was avoiding eye contact and looking the other way.I turned around with my ass facing him to avoid it going any further. He started rubbing his finger on my ass-crack and this started making me even more aroused.Next station was Dadar and as the. "Hey, I'm serious, all right?" Shelly became serious as she warned me, "She kinda gives me the creeps. There's something about her that I don't like, and I don't want you to be with her alone if you can help it. If she ends up joining in a group conversation or something, maybe it's fine... But don't hang out with her by yourself. I don't trust her."The sudden seriousness in her tone made me second-guess myself as I decided to maybe heed her advice just this once, "What about her makes you.