I am happy. I'm not interested and I'm never going to say yes to this. You are wasting your time!" Smiling she leaned forward, cigarette dangling fr...m her lips as she whispered, "Who said you have a say?" Her smile was wide as she laughed in my face. I was at a loss for words. "Brianna, just let me go. You can't just do whatever the fuck you want." "Watch me sweety." My struggles did nothing to loosen my constraints. I tried to think about things that would keep me from getting. .. my... place... and... reminding... me that... I'm... a... whore.- My pleasure slut!- Now get back to work Dani, my cock won't suck itself! By the way, this should help clear your throat to keep this nice feminine voice. Nothing is better than a thick cock and some sperm to fight sore throat, believe me.I suck Sir Edmond until he cums, I swallow and lick his dick clean.- Thanks... You... Sir... for... letting me... suck you.- You're welcome, Dani. Now go get us two coffees, black with 1 sugar. I am very impressed, what a little slut you are, i have all sorts of plans for you, some you will find pleasurable but lots you will not. Contact me tomorrow to let me know the outcome. The Lord Mixed feelings ran through me after i read this, revulsion at the thought of being in Bert’s control, a nasty, fat, hairy and dirty old man whom both Dan and myself despised and i’m sure the feeling was mutual, especially Dan i know Bert hated him with a passion. The problem was, i was also extremely. The sensation was new. Nobody ever touched me there and I didn’t know yet if I liked it or not. I closed my eyes and decided not to think too much but just live the sensations. I let my body be free to react, trying to keep my brain out of it. It was a hard challenge. It was a superb feeling.He bent down to whisper at my ear, “You are getting wet my sweetheart.”“I wonder why,” I managed to say, panting.He lay down beside me, his finger still there, his lips on my shoulder. I couldn’t move. I.