Gritted teeth bared themselves following her mouth closing and reopening as the strokes peppered on. Utterances spewed through her clenched teeth and ...y cock grew more rigid as it continuously flexed while fucking. The glare I received during this sent a chill through my body and sweat along my brows.“Fuck me motherfucker. Yessss, fuck me; make me cum again all over this big fucking dick.”I kept pumping while standing with her and drowned out all outside distractions and sensations. Only we. Well it wasnt exactly a scream it was more like a cross between that terror-squeek from yesterday and a sobbing, petulant aww do I have to? sort of moan. FIKA TIME I repeated myself dont make me say it again. And he shot up, already red-faced and almost crying, and walked quickly and purposfully to Margos office. I have to say, Im still a little taken aback that hes actually obeying me. I mean really that ANYONE would obey me. Like, a huge part of whats making this so fun for me is my own. "This Officers' Brothel," he said, "Customers come you make them happy. Otherwise whipping."After he had left she sat on the divan and wept. She had been bought for a brothel when she had thought the Colonel was to be her Master. Well he was, but she was just a prostitute and would have to live there at the beck and call of anyone who had the price of an hour of her time. Half an hour later the Colonel entered the room again and thrust his fingers into her cunt.Withdrawing them he saw his jism. He was surprised to say the least. He turned around quickly and his face was priceless. The sweater Id been wearing was hiding a tight, mid drift reaching white camisole, my tits bursting out of it with the help of a push up bra. He was in a panic, but I could see him staring at my now heaving chest. Id never been so nervous as I took the two steps to basically press myself up against him. I kept eye contact as I reached over to stroke his groin. Through the thin fabric, I could feel the.