Neither pretended it wasn’t there, and it secretly thrilled them both. But they never took steps to meet. It was discussed and joked about, but noth...ng concrete came of it. At first he was reluctant, later she was. She was nervous because she liked him and wanted to maintain the fantasy of him in her head. But she knew that, at some point, a flawed man beat a perfect fantasy. Fantasies couldn’t provide the sexual release she so desperately needed. So when the invitation arrived, her heart. "I forgot to call," I answered. I pulled out my cell phone.I called Mom and asked. I received permission."So you bought all this for Brianna?" I have a lot of money." I said."Do you work?" I had an uncle die," I lied."Oh, sorry." It's okay." Do you like pizza?" Lisa asked at her house.Was this a trick question?"Yes." I'll have a pizza delivered."Brianna and I settled into the den while her mom did other things elsewhere in the house."Could I ask you something?" Brianna said."Sure." It's more of. As I run, I look up, spying a dark, shadowy figure in the dimly lit window. Losing focus on the uneven ground, I trip, landing face-down on the rocky path. Before I can attempt to get up, a man appears out of nowhere, lifting me into his arms. He instantly moves us towards the house in a very quick fashion. I am not as jostled as if he were running. I can’t make out his face except for the bright amber eyes with flecks of fire that look down upon me. I lay my head against his shoulder and see. " But...But...we never talked about this." I start to say.His hand reaches up and on the wall I see a switch. He pushes it and all of a sudden my arms are being pulled and I am being forced to bend over. Then I hear another click and my legs are moving apart. My master walks over to me and he pulls my vibrator our of his back pocket. He attaches it to a pole which is poking out of the wall and he pulls it to me. He places it just by the entrance of my cunt and then walks over to the wall. He.