“He won’t leave me alone! I don’t know what to do.” She said to me.Already feeling awkward about the situation I decided not to reply.“He ju...t won’t get the hint.” She said.“Not to be nosey, but what happened between you guys?” I asked.She took another glance at my dick and then at the phone.“Well between you and me, Mr. P has a small dick.” She said, while pointing at my dick. I was speechless. “I can’t use dildos forever! I need a man to satisfy my needs.” She said to me.Still speechless I. Her hair was short and dark brown, matching the color of her eyes. Her face covered with tiny freckles. She wasn’t beautiful, but she was cute in a pixie-like kind of way. Her dark blue suit with light blue piping only made her even more appealing. She was the exact opposite of the kind of woman I usually dated. Maybe that’s why I was just over my fourth girlfriend in less than two years.She turned to face me and smiled. That’s when I noticed her name tag—Rosalie—with the question—How may. When I didn’t reply she slapped me round the face with the dildo, “Do you want some more fucking pain slut?”“Yes please, Mistress” I begged breathlessly.She didn’t need asking twice, she pinched and twisting my hard nipples until I couldn’t help but scream out. “You fucking thank me for that, whore,” she said, spitting in my face again. “T-Thank you, Mistress” I stuttered and she released my red nipples. “Sluts love cock don’t they, whore?” she asked, digging her sharp nails into my soft fleshy. I was going to start thinking about her again. I just threw myself on my bed and stayed.It was for a while until I got another call from him complaining that I hadn’t reached him. He said he was in a hurry and had to attend an urgent meeting. But he had some work before that. I reached his place and knocked on his door. As the door opened, I was really happy to see her opening the door for me.She was too beautiful to admire. Her dense black hair, wet pink lips, pretty fair hands, and red sari.