To press my face between her thighs and make her cry out my name in pleasure. The creaking of the leather straps holding my hands over my head reminde... me that there was nothing I could do but struggle against their hold.Danica’s lips trailed around my neck and nipped painfully on my collar bone, forcing another grunt from me. I could tell she was getting an almost sadistic satisfaction off my reactions to what she was doing to me. She knew how much I wanted to touch her. I had been doing it. That okay with you?" If that's what would please you, I'll endure it. You are the man for me, sir. I mean it when I say I'll do almost anything ... Sir? May I say something?" Always, slut. I'm listening." It's about ... well what I did with him," she said warily. She had my full attention, now. I listened with bated breath. "I want you to know that I never did anything with him that I hadn't done with you. Vaginal, oral and we didn't do anal..." here she mumbled a comment."Speak up, slut. I. After cleaning up, Jim dressed and left for home, but to my great disappointment Henry refused to go. He insisted on staying the whole night. What could I do? He fucked me one more time after Jim had left and then woke me up early in the morning, spread my legs and penetrated me without any attempts at foreplay.I began to wonder if he ever got enough. I had, because I was very sore between my legs and had a terrible remorse for what I had done. Then he refused to get up from the bed when I left. I was making her suffer because I wouldn’t let her do anything until after we had finished the food, and that time was finally here.I sent her to get the paperwork and a pen while her parents looked at me, clearly wondering what was going on but they didn’t say a word. She had been sitting beside me and it wasn’t until she stood up that I realised how turned on she was, her shorts looked like she had peed herself. Karen returned very quickly and sat back down, put the paper on the table and.