Stilling her hands, he rolled her on top of him so she sat straddled across his hips. From this position he could gaze at her beautiful body and run ...is hands down her sides, lightly tickling as his fingertips grazed her skin. Lifting up onto the balls of her feet, her knees bent, she carefully guided his manhood to the entrance of her secret place. Then, carefully and slowly, she lowered her weight onto him, taking him deep inside her hot tightness. He felt her velvety wetness wrapped. The left one, the one my secret friend liked to torture into stiff pain. Both my nipples grew hard and I looked over at my best friend to see her reaction. She smiled and leaned down and kissed my mouth. Instinctively I reached up with my right hand and put it around her neck, feeling her soft blonde hair under my arm. I was soaking wet.She surprised me by swinging around and laying on top of me, her breasts touching my own. I felt her legs part over my left thigh and her knee work it's way up. Frustrated I finish and let him cuff my wrists to the collar again before I walk to her. To Mistress. I guess I should start thinking of her as Mistress. Maybe even my Mistress? There's the faintest trace of amusement on her face as I approach her, my eyes begging her to let me cum, but I get no response, definitely not the response I am hoping for. I have a hunch that this teasing and keeping me on the edge is far from over as I get down on my knees and start eating.Mistress makes sure during. It had been 2 months since Michael had enslaved Marie and made her his sex slave. He had visited her on an almost daily basis but was tiring of her and wanted to earn some money with her. Michael led the boys towards the apartment lounge, as they made crude comments about Marie. All the boys were Michael's classmates and the same age. Three boys were Chinese, one was a Blond Russian, one was Japanese, two were from the Arab Emirates, and one was north Indian. The boys all had one thing in.