“Come inside” Sophia reluctantly stepped into his living room. “You’ve learned a lot little slave, but you have much to learn. Every Sunday, w... will begin with your weekly punishment for various things transgressions you made during the week. Then I will fuck the shit out of you until I am satisfied. Understand?”“Yes, master” Sophia replied quietly “Good. Get on your knees and take off my belt. And bring it to me between your teeth as if you were a dog.”Sophia got on her knees and began to. Learn something new now huh?" David's reply was just an open-mouthed wide eyed expression that was aclose to "huh?" as he could get."Ohhhhh sure!" said Mr. Petro, "give your bumpies a good squeeze theyfor sure the real thing, same with the whole thing, I don't skimp! You think you sounding like David the American friend who drives? Youthink you sounding like David the American story teller friend?"Stepping aside Mr. Petro opened the door to the bedroom and pointed outinto the hall. "Go into. “Yes,” he grimaced, dragging out the word a little longer in horror. “Oh, I’m gonna puke.” I looked over as he rushed into the bathroom, still naked. His body looked a lot like mine, not quite scrawny and with a sort of soccer player’s frame. Beside me were a crumpled pair of boxers and I balled them up, unable to throw them at him before he closed the door. He ran through the doorway, shutting the door with his foot and lunged towards where I guessed the toilet was. I tried not to pay. Holding the shower door open so he could see her allowed some water to escape onto the rug, but only a little.The towels were right in a drawer of the compact bathroom. He had one in his hand as he reached in to turn off the water and pull her out. Making a quick decision, he began drying her himself, causing her to gasp. When she automatically pulled away from his first touch, he imposed a fourth stroke. After that, she still quivered, but managed to hold still enough to avoid more.