My warm wet lips riding his shaft, teasing my virgin hole as his head repeatedly slid against my clit. His precum bubble had popped, mixing with my ju...ces, and as he came close to fucking me, I saw more of it ooze out. I soon found myself grinding against his thrusts, on the verge of cumming.Sensing how close I was, Akhil reached his right hand around and slid it deep into my pussy under my hymen, careful not to break it as he pressed against my g-spot and rubbed."OH GOD!" I cried as I began to. She backed away and instructed me to remove the rest of my clothing and leave it in a pile next to one of the chairs. As i returned, she told me to get down on my knees, head facing down, and repeat the following line back to her. “i am your slave Mistress Marissa. i will do anything and everything you say or suffer dire consequences. i am you slut, i am you slave, i am forever yours.” Upon hearing me recite this, she cracked her whip across my back. i had never felt so much pain in my entire. That wasn’t what I really wanted, I’d hoped they’d venture back to the kitchen, but then again they had no idea of the treat on offer to them inside and they wanted me to see their hard work. I couldn’t step outside, not because of the boys, - had they been inside the garage I would have - but because I would be on show to any passing neighbour and/or those working on the front gardens and I had previously seen 2 out there and now - where my car was, gave me no shelter from their eyes. . “I have watched you from afar every day since our wedding,” he told her. “Occasionally, I even watched you in the weeks before that. You were on my mind every minute of every hour, awake and asleep. I have had every inclination and every interest to ‘change my ways’ with you for so long, Ada.”Sweat prickled out of her every pore at that declaration. “I wanted to own you, Ada. From the second I first laid eyes on you in Calais, I wanted to have you for my own. The fervor of this desire scared.