Can I come in?”Jason nodded. How long had she stood in his doorway? He plopped down again, this time holding his socks.Stephanie moved around his ro...m, peeking into his closet and even into his open dresser drawer. Instead of sneakers, she wore flip-flops, and her lavender nails sported tiny green polka dots. “You’re lucky,” Steffi said. “I got stuck in the smallest bedroom.”“This room has drawbacks.”“Like what?”“The master bedroom is closer.” He shrugged to indicate the hallway. “Last night. "Now, tell me that you are my sex slave," I ordered. She hesitated. With one swift motion, I smacked her right across herpussy lips. She cried out as the pain stung in her most sensitive of areas. "Now," I repeated, "tell me you are my sex slave." She cried, but not wanting to be hurt again, began: "I am your sex slave." "Say it with your full name, girl." "I, Jamie Elizabeth Sullivan, am your sex slave." "Say that I own you, girl." "I am the property of you, my new master." . .. I was so close to cumming two times tonight already. If I don’t have an orgasm soon, I swear to god I will explode!"Pete and Carter sat silently, grinning at their friend as she ranted. Pete took time to admire her pert breasts again, and her neglected, beautiful pussy. He could tell from where he was sitting that she was more than wet enough. Fooling around with Carter was a blast, he thought, but there was nothing more in the world he wanted right now than to ravage this beautiful,. He asked me to drop my robe to my waist, so he could listen from the back. The room was warm but I felt a cool rush across my torso when I removed my robe. Unbelievably, my nipples hardened even more, crinkling into darkened raisins atop my heaving breasts. I inhaled deeply again. The nurse had not arrived and despite his calm demeanor, I could tell he was running behind schedule and he was becoming impatient. He asked me if I was comfortable with him proceeding with the exam without the nurse..