I found an empty couch that gave the illusion of privacy and I sat down with her sideways on my lap. I started kissing her and running my fingers thro...gh her hair. When she started to relax I asked her, "Do you want to be a good girl?" Yes, Master."I started rubbing her inner thigh and said, "I want to see what your wonderfullittle pussy can do, will you show me?" I'll try." Good girl", I said as I started to rub her swollen, deprived pussy. I kissed her again and plunged my fingers into her. I’m disgusted in myself, I even hate myself a little, but I can’t deny the part of me that loves it. The rational half of my mind is telling me this is abhorrent, disgusting and wrong, but the other half, the one that just loves a controlling man, is reveling in this depravity for the exact same reasons. That half absolutely delights in how sick and twisted this whole situation is, and the longer I try to endure the pleasure, the more that half takes control. I’m a mess of duality right now,. We would kiss and make out for hours. I had my hands all over that tight little body all the time. In no time at all we would find ourselves in my room with her shirt off and her pants undone. Her tits were perfect just like her ass. I could spend hours worshiping them. I would lick and suck and squeeze and tease. Jamie would just moan and hold me tighter wherever she wanted my attention.This wasn’t one sided though, Jamie would be all over me as well. We’d barely sit down and her hands would. He collapsed and fell in a puddle at my feet. As I glared around the room there was silence for a second and time seemed to slow down. I heard a voice that seemed to be almost comically slow say, "Oh shit, it's him!" I grabbed another guy by his neck and choke slammed him through the card table they were drawing cards on. The room started to clear with all of the guys running for the exit. I opened the door silently just in time to see my Alex, barely on her feet, fight off Brian Austin. She.