”Melissa looked at him, not sure whether to be angry or excited. “Okay… I guess I get that you just got me all turned on, but… what the fuck? ...ow?”“When Mistress Amy slapped you, was that arousing?”“No Goddamn way! It hurt!”“That’s good. It means you’re not a total pain slut.”“But you spank and whip me.”“And it feels good?”She hung her head a little and hesitantly answered, “Yes.”“But not when it’s too intense, too fast?”“Sure.”“When Mistress Amy slapped you, though, that was meant to hurt.. No doubt about it, he was gone.She was trying to raise bail money, but with histrack record nobody wanted to bond him. She finally found one who would do it, if she put the whole $50,000 up front. If he made his court date he would refund 90%.I tried my best to talk her out of it. He was her last living relative, and she had a blind spot as far as he was concerned.He had been through rehab twice, as well as several twelve step programs. He would last a month, a week, a day, and be back hustling. She knew, Tom knew, her Mother knew. Audrey also knew that the story probably wouldn't fly, unless...Audrey reached down with her free hand and pulled Tom's hand harder against her. She rubbed his fingers across her lips and ground her pussy in to them. She could get him off and probably do it pretty fast, and then when he came she could show her Mom what was going on. She could prove it, just like the girl on television, the one who saved her dress."Oh God", she moaned. "Right there." His hand. “Fuck me, Stefano!” you exclaimed. “Fuck, don’t be fucking mean. Fuck my cunt now.”“No, no, no,” I said. “It doesn’t work like that, but I do love you begging. I decide when I will fuck you.”I reached down and stroked my cock a little, making sure there was lots of precum before I rubbed his head all over your ass, and down behind you almost to your pussy. Back and forth, I did that a few times, teasing you some more.“Damn you,” you moaned. “What kind of doctor are you anyway, to treat your.