That I didn't even know his name as he undressed me that first night we met. That when he asked me if I was "ready to be his slut" I said yes Sir, cal...ed him Master for the first time and agreed to do anything he asked of me. I can't describe the conflicting feeling rushing thru my mind and body as he commanded me to masturbate in front of him, feeling his eyes bore thru my very core until I was begging him to allow me to cum. Even as he slapped my face, demeaned me in unthinkable ways and. Chelsea looked out. It didn’t look much at all. But she got out of the car and he led her inside. It was dimly lit and there were a couple of guys standing by a small bar. Walter said hello to them. They greeted him and then looked Chelsea up and down. Walter joined them and Chelsea sat on a sofa in the corner not sure what was going on. A woman walked up to her and said hello. “Would you like something to drink?” she asked. Chelsea nodded with being specific. “Just anything will do” she said.. ”“I just wanted to invite you to our Halloween party,” she told me. “If we could have some fun together, I thought we could forget our differences.”“Fun as in, put on silly costumes and drink too much? Thanks for the invitation, but I’ll pass,” I said.“Well, it’s next Saturday night, if you change your mind,” she said, a bit sadly. She looked like she wanted to say something else, but turned away and went back the way she’d come.I guess it didn’t surprise me that she thought that after a few. As he kissed and licked her he gradually cleaned his semen from her. This clearly excited her but the taste of his own semen almost took him over the top. He knew he wasn't going to last too long, as he had been so excited before he had entered her. She was writhing, her hair now bedraggled where it was wet with her own sweat. He increased his pace and knew that he was going to blow his wad. He rammed it home to the hilt and held it there as his cock pulsed and bounced within her jetting time.