“Yes…but” she responded hesitantly. “This contract is just from now until Monday. If afterwards you don’t like it you don’t have to be my ...lave anymore” I explained. After reading it a second time completely she grabbed the pen I had provided and signed the contract.I put the collar on the table and explained that as long as she was wearing this collar she would be my slave and should behave herself likewise. I took the collar and locked it around her neck. “Well slave. First rule of the house:. 'I came in my pants', he said, 'you made me cum Mariel', my whole body shook, 'But I was just six', I said, in my defence, but he countered, 'I know you were Mariel', he smiled as he recalled, 'Your mother placed you onto my erection and whispered for you to do your pole dance routing for me, do your uncle', she said, 'you were not any wearing panties, and that's why I came'.The deep rooted memory was there, even though his face did not fit or the actual memory was in full, but I did always. Fuck me and name me."What's a bloke to do when he is begged so prettily? I got into position and could see for myself that foreplay of any kind was completely unnecessary. Her thighs glistened with her juices. Of course I was so turned on that I'd probably cum on the first stroke. Time to even the score a bit."You may not cum without permission." Serena groaned at this."Please Master, may I cum?" It seemed I wasn't the only one on a hair-trigger!"No." Yes, Master."Spread-eagled is not a. Also, hopefully, not any pornographic photo shoots. I don't do those. I take erotic art photos, but that's all. I am a professional photographer and do not want involvement in anyone's funny games. Please, I'd rather not.Not that she didn't look bad. She looked very nice in fact. Not that I'm that way. I do find women at times interesting and have wondered. Only men have so much more to offer. I just cannot see how any woman could compare to the strength, the magnetism and power of a male. I'm.