As he came toward me, I took the coat from my shoulders, turned it inside out and put it on.Nothing happened. Good this was the real Brian."Someone or...something was just here impersonating Maeve." I reported. When I suspected something, I took off my bathrobe and inverted it. I put it back on and the imposter hissed and vanished in a cloud of brimstone smoke."Brian took off running for the apartment and stopped in the kitchen to smell the lingering odor of the smoke. "Any other visitors. ........Two, three, four, then five fingers I thrust into your pussy. You moan in pleasure as I feel your juices run down my hand. "Do you want more?" I ask. "Yes! Please!" is your response. I reply, "you have to earn it".I command you to go back to the kitchen and bring me a chair. As you walk out, I soak in the vision of your juices running down the inside of your thighs. When you return with the chair I motion for you to put it down facing me. "Sit!" I command as I stand in front of you.. She was so beautiful, so sexy. Her hair and clothes were disheveled and she moved a little unsteadily. She smiled at me and the air in the room was suddenly thick with anticipation and excitement. "You want some pussy, Tom?" she said, "Is there any left?" I shot back. We both burst out laughing. "Dee, you're the sexiest woman! I'm glad he took good care of you!" She then began to tell me about how good he took care of her. How he kissed her and massaged her body, and made her feel like. When Steve bottomed out, his hips bumped against Melissa's ass cheeks, pressing against the welts from the crop and adding pain to the sensation of being invaded.Betty watched wide-eyed as Melissa moaned in pain and pleasure, telling Steve, "Fuck my ass, Master. Make it hurt. It hurts so good. Harder, please, Master, harder," before she lost focus and began to moan wordlessly.Despite his recent orgasms, Steve felt himself moving quickly towards completion, driven by the feelings of dominance as.