" Her voice was seductive, but laced with control and authority. "Tell me how badly you want to fuck me." Oh, god, Miriam," he moaned. "I've got to fu...k you." You what?" I want to fuck you ... I want to fuck your cunt." His breathing was ragged."How do you ask, Holland?" Please ... please, Miriam ... I need to be inside you." You're not used to that are you, Holland?" She thrust her breasts forward into his mouth. He tried valiantly to take it all, but it was too much for him. "You're not used. "You can't be passed out on the floor when the growth cycle's finished." Plenty of time to sleep it off," she muttered, wanting to be good and drunk when she broke out her collection of toys so she could hallucinate about handsome celebrities worshiping her lonely body until the orgasms exhausted her. "Asshole."Mira leaned her head against the sleekly rough tapestry of the chair's wing, the warm light from Jupiter glinting on the tears in her eyes. After a discreet minute, Max said, "I hope you. You answer, "MASTER,” your voice cracking, “I am sorry, my body is for your pleasure not for my own," tears streaming down your face. He does not ask about the steaks or wine, he knows that you completed your tasks, he simply says, “When will you learn?” You know not to answer; it will only make the training harsher. Master says, “On,” the generator for the pussy clamps turns on, and it delivers its first shock to your sweet pussy lips. As the shock travels through you, you cry out, "I am. I did this a few more times until it was hard as a rock. “Stop doing that, Natasha. If you don’t, I’m not going to be able to get out of the car for a while.” "Why not? Now you're looking sexier than ever." I gasped, grinning at his discomfort. I got out of the car and he followed a few seconds later. Handing me the towels to carry, he picked up the bag of groceries then, stepping up beside me, he took my hand in his. When he did this, my heart about burst for joy. He was showing me that he.