I felt my womb contract hard.I went to push her head away, but by the time my hand reached her head, I just stroked her blonde hairout of the way so I...could watch. Slut. She stopped for a moment"Is that nice?" she grinned wickedly I gulped and nodded, but indicated I was feeling quite panicky, really. She moved back up, kissed me on the lips and cuddled me. It didn't help really, it just got me more excited. She moved back to where she'd been kneeling, between my knees, and back to my breasts,. A sharp sting across my leg makes me gasp, “You will answer with, Yes Master, do you understand?” “Yes, Master” “What a good slut you are, the boys and I are going to have fun using you like the whore that you are. You are excited by that, I can see your twat creaming. Before this party can start, I’ll need a few things.” There are strange noises, and I open my mouth to ask what he is doing but think better of it. Instead, I bite my lip and stay silent. Finally, I hear the door open, feet. He greeted the old chap, an old friend, sat now behind the counter in what once had been a ballroom, now used to store small boats, the pool, old but clean, behind glass screens to one side, a couple of mothers and tiny tots learning in the shallow end. He and the owner chatted, then money changed hands, the changing rooms striking cold, memories of school lessons. Hours of solitary training. He changed, then showered before throwing himself in at the deep end. The once huge pool seeming. Classic!" Fffat" Harvey mumbled. "Cowww.."Emily turned her back and started to laugh. "Ha, ha, ha!" She then turned around again and spoke clearly. "If I were you, I'd do whatever it takes to make sure I stay at the top." Whatevr it takes..." Harvey repeated."Because you're nothing, if you aren't a star. And I'M the star here." Emily then stuck her nose in the air and left.Harvey's eyelids fluttered involuntarily. "A star..." He said. "Wht evrrr it takesss..."Mr. Cannon greeted Emily as she.