Iexplained, for her, nothing was debasing if she could make a manexhilarated.Remember, as her trainer, I was in charge of making her into what shewoul... become but you can't hypnotize someone into joy but you can gentlylead him or her there. As Dorothy Parker once said when playing a wordgame and the word horticulture came up, "You can lead a whore to culturebut you can't make her think." Well I could lead Billie to more then shethought. But just as importantly I could mold Billie into. " I spoke as I adjusted my tie, "As per prenuptial you will have to walk away with what you brought into this marriage - nothing."She looked at my reflection in the mirror and found no smile floating on my lips. "You are serious, aren't you?" Damn right, I am. I was going to wait till Monday before asking for the divorce, however, since you wanted to gift me something, why not this." I walked up to the closet and got my coat from the hanger."Why would you want something like divorce? Are you. ?Yes! Yes what?? Stephanie remembered. ?Yes Master?? ?Good, I’m glad you remembered, I knew you were a smart girl.? ?Now I want you to lie down on this bed and put your hands above your head? Stephanie let out a sigh and began to lie down. As she placed her hands over her head, Jeff took 2 pairs of handcuffs and attached them to her wrists, locking her hands behind the center post of the bed. Jeff reached under the bed and grabbed a large red ball gag, like the one the 2 girls were wearing.. She did this over and over, sucking frantically."Your cock tastes so good. I love sliding my lips over that big head and coating it with my spit," gasped Lesa as my cock escaped for a moment.Instantly it was back inside, and this time, I took over. I grabbed Lesa's short, blonde hair and pulled her head back and forth, ramming my cock into the back of her throat and making her near gag. Lesa was loving it; her eyes were rolling back in her head, and juices were dripping down her thighs. I was.