His fingers flew across the keyboard, not even seeming to strike the keys so much as brush them. A part of her addled brain thought about how fast his...fingers moved, and how useful that could be in certain situations.She shook her head to banish such unacceptable thoughts. No sexing up the geeks, she thought. He flipped up a movie on the big, huge monitor dominating the overall pile of machines. There was some chick being hammered by two guys, one in each end. Both were hung like fucking mules. Another moan escaped her lips, which pleased him greatly. He wanted to hear more, wanted her to respond freely. So, he bent down and whispered in her ear, “Let me hear you, slut. Let me hear the sounds of your pleasure.”“Oh, God, yes!” Susan cried out. The Master’s cock was big and thick, just like Devon’s. She wondered if that was planned or just a coincidence. But, then again, she really didn’t care as long as it kept pumping into her.“Yes, Master! Please, more. Fuck me hard, fast, and deep!”. .slower.....keep going."I pushed down farther, knowing the huge head was getting close to theopening of my throat...and I was gonna gag....oh I don't want to gag, butbut..."Agghhhhh!" My first gag came out before I could think, I couldn't stopit, and my mouth started to fill with dripping spit."Good bitch...hold it right there."Oh Daddy....he was having me hold it right at the entrance of my throat,tickling it where it made me gag the most.Over and over I gagged trying to hold it there, making. ”And she felt like a dirty, obedient slut. ***Sunday morning, Jenny could not focus on anything. Her mind kept drifting to the text that Mike had sent her last night, and the possible things she could be asked to do or wear for him and his friends. She nearly burned dinner, and Nate had asked her multiple times if there was something wrong. But soon enough, bedtime rolled around for Elizabeth. Jenny put her to bed, then headed up herself to the master bedroom. Nate was already getting ready for.