I put most of what was now my furniture andother items in storage, and sold the rest.From then on, we worked for her. Being her very own French maids ...nd slavegirls. We showed off and modelled outfits and restraints, went with her toshows, bdsm fashion shows. On two occasions, we were there to model forthe guests. We wore fetish outfits, themed ones, anything they wanted. Butwe had no privacy, we couldn't leave our mistresses house in our fetishgear or outfits. That had to change.With the 6. My cock was so soft. He got that crown almost in me. We changed angles a bit as he pressed and I opened wide as my virgin hole would open. He held my ass with one hand while he guided into me. It was in adjusting the crown that he pushed and I lifted up my offering to him, my anal virginity. Inch by inch. It’s a cinch. It hurt as he popped my barrier and 2 inches were inside me. He slowly fed me my hard treasure. It was painful but the lube . He paid for the both of us, and did so in record time, not giving me a chance to argue.Once we were outside, I gave him another hug - this one natural and unforced. We held it for quite a while… ten seconds to be exact. I gave Sam a quick peck on the forehead as we broke away.“Have a good night,” I said as I gave his shoulder a flirty squeeze. “Maybe we can hang out again this weekend?”“Um, actually, Dani…” Sam said, “I… I was thinking… maybe… you’d… Okay. The paper wants me to go to this fancy. I walked to my minivan, which I usually parked in the back in case I could knock out a quickie before driving home. I opened the door and instantly I had one hand holding me down over the seat and console. The other hand quickly yanked up my leather skirt. He grunted "hhmp" seeing I was wearing crotchless tights, I made no case for mercy being dressed this way. Instantly his entire cock was touching my cervix. "aaaahhhhhhhh fuck!" I shrieked. He had a condom on. This jackass had planned.