He knows this drives me wild and I get even harder under my panties. Occasionally his hand or arm will rub across my bulge, but my cock generally gets...no attention. Master pushes me off his lap and I land on the floor with a thud. Most people would ask what that was for but not me. It's what Master wanted to do and I accept it. He knows I'm not really into hard spanking or pain or extreme bondage but he does have a mean streak in him, and he knows I'll put up with humiliation to get at his. ”“My ass is too big anyway,” Faye was only half joking now.“It doesn’t stick out all that much, does it?” I smiled, “and it’s so firm.” I was sliding my hands down inside her panties by now. “It’s too big for some guys, but perfect for some other guys and not big enough for some other guys. So how many of each type of guy are there?”“It’s too big for everyone except the worst kind of weird badboy,” she squirmed against me. “The kind of badboy who’d make me cum and then fuck me at a party in. I want to fuck your pretty mouth.” With her hands still tied behind her she had to move her head around in silly little circles to chase his throbbing, stiff penis. Darting her tongue onto his glans and sucking it into her sweet, eager mouth. It was nodding now in anticipation of her warm cave. Her seeking, clever little tongue. Jesus Fucking Christ, David thought as the breath was sucked out of him by the incredible feeling of her rough little tongue poking its tip right into the eye of his. I have certain standards, you know, and our belongings are already there.”“Fine,” Ressler answers tightly, lips pursed. He turns to Liz, “If you really do have a concussion, you need to see a doctor and we need to arrange for someone to stay with you at your hotel to check on you tonight.”“Nonsense, Donald!” Red’s voice cheerfully interrupts again. “Nothing will happen to our dear Agent Keen. It’s all taken care of.”Liz shrugs her shoulders as if to say why bother arguing with him? “I’ll be.