Zach just zips up his pants, faintly looks at me with a smirk and walks out the door. Me: "wtf was that?"Yuri: "its our arrangement, he gets to pump a...d dump me whenever he wants to and I want you to just go about your business as if nothing is happening."Me: "thats pretty hardcore..."Yuri: "its just a blow job..."The next few days were difficult to get use to. Everyday tasks were met with rounding a turn in my kitchen only to see Zach getting another blow job. He was a machine, getting 2,3. ” Master paused… and then reigned down the hardest, most brutal tenth stroke. My sobbing was inconsolable for a few minutes. Finally, I stopped. Master told me to stand up, and move in front of him.“You’ll do anything?” He asked, followed by, “Are you ready to be a perfect bitch?” I nodded meekly, weak and trembling. “Drop to your knees.” He commanded. I did, between his spread knees. He reached down and unbuttoned his pants, raised up and dropped his pants and boxers, revealing an. Then, he closed the door and the storm curtains, reducing the lightning to a mere flicker. Fumbling and swearing at the flashlight, he found the eye mask and ear plugs from a recent overseas flight.Uncovering her head, he ordered, "Put this mask on and these plugs in your ears." She obeyed, then returned her head under the pillow.He found a towel and a dry pair of briefs. Then, lying on the bed, he gave her a strong bear hug and just held on. After a while, a regular breathing rhythm replaced. A pretty small sacrifice,” I reassured her.“Nicki, tell me if I’m getting too personal, but what about Livvy’s dad. Is he still in the picture?”She laughed, “Yeah, he spends time with her. Not as much as I’d like him to, but at least he hasn’t abandoned her.”She said that with some sadness. I picked up that it probably wasn’t the case with her. “Like he did you?” I asked her.“Uhuh, you could say that. I thought we were in love… at least I was. We were going to get married. Until he found a.