He knew that you were here for one thing and one thing along - to be fucked and fucked senseless - turned from princess into whore. Master's whore. Ma...ter's personal slut, fuck toy and sex slave. Master's property.You left the lobby and went to the room, sliding the key card into the door and opening it, half expecting to find me. The room was empty but it was clear and evident that he had been there. Candles were lit, fruit and drink were on the table. Music was softly playing. And on the. I rocked my hips and knees gently, pacing myself, my prick pistoned up and down between her tits, it was a warm night and soon a light coating of sweat formed between us, making the movement silky and delicious, I moaned in appreciation, she kept her head turned, her mouth and eyes screwed tight shut. When she stopped trying to pull back I eased my grip on her hair, combed it around with my fingers to form a little blanket over her breasts, hiding my shaft as it worked beneath. “You are going. Who knows what would happen if dad found out? They must not find out. They would NEVER find out.I ate a light breakfast and sung a joyful tune."You seem extra happy, Brittany," Mom commented."Life is good, Mom." How is that?" It just is." That's a good attitude." I'm going out again at ten and probably won't be home until late." Okay. I'm glad you're getting out more. It's nice to see you more social."If only Mom knew! I was being especially social with Master's cock."Uh-huh." How did. Five more lashes cut into my arse. It was throbbing like mad with a nasty sting attatched. The she told me it was milking time and a hand grabbed my cock and proceeded to wank me. For some reason it felt different. I just assumed it was because of the whipping and the butt plug still up me. I duely shot my load and she remarked that it was a reasonable sample but not up to my usual standards. The plug was removed and she wiped my cock with a tissue but did it in a manner that was rough. Looking.