She told me to fuck her harder. It was at this point I remember her **** fantasy. That smack across the face and the pulling of my hair was motivati...g me to oblige her fantasy.I reached up and grabbed her throat with my right hand. I forced her head back as I sat up and grabbed her ass with my left arm. I rolled her to her back and started to fuck her hard. I kept my and on her throat; not squeezing or choking, just applying pressure, so she knew I was in charge. I released her throat and. . Wave after wave of pleasure surges through my body, the sensations are seemingly endless, again and again, wave after wave washes over me for what feels like hours.I bask in the afterglow until Her voice asks, “Nice dream?”I smile weakly, look at her smiling face and close my eyes again still savouring the echoes of my fulfilment and whisper, “You know it was, my Darling,”“I’ll let you recover for ten,” she says with a giggle.Yes it was a dream, the only release allowed to me since the. I undressed completely until I was only wearing my harness, I slipped all my outerwear, including my shoes into the bag and stood shivering feeling the cold from the pavement on my naked feet, all the while conscious of the scene that was being played out in front of this queue of people.“Now Slave” said mistress pulling a lead from her bag and clipping it to my collar, “On your knees and take this bag between your teeth”.I got down on all fours, the bag of clothing between my teeth and then,. She had still been in the bathroom when it struck her why she was so attracted to Martin. She trusted him. He had been the first person to earn her trust since the incident. She had only known him for day and she still trusted him even more than she had trusted Jessica. He was the kind of person that hung his heart on the outside of his clothes. His emotions were so easy to read and it seemed like he was incapable of lying. Martin simply was himself and just loved persons unconditionally. This.