If I do not ask, you will nod your head 'yes' or you will shake your head 'no' Do I make myself clear'This was not a question but a statement. Stuart ...odded his head.'Good boy' She said. 'Now take off your clothes'He turned to face her and felt a sudden sting behind his right ear. At the same time the object pressed even harder into his back. Stuart turned back and began to take off his clothes. He suddenly felt very self-conscious. He also got very excited. He could feel the front of his pants. Its basically the real estate version of canckles. I had a small bed and a drawing desk right next to it with a box of art books and novels. A poor man's work studio.I didn't bother putting away the stuff in my box and just dropped on the welcome mat and headed straight to my bed. I plopped on to the so hard I thought I might wake the downstairs neighbor but thankfully their was only silence.As I laid I looked to my desk and noticed one of my notebooks just sitting there. It wasn't my only. I inserted my two fingers into her pussy and started fingering her. The ice melted in just one minute because of the heat on her pussy. Her love juices also oozed out into my hands.I clutched her hairs, made her kneel down on the floor and asked her to put the condom on and suck my dick. She gave me an awesome blowjob and while she was blowing me, I kept teasing her boobs and pulling her nipples. She sucked my balls as well. After almost 10 minutes of the best blowjob of my life, I made her. He grabbed my hair as I tried to move, pulling me toward his cock. ‘What are you doing?’ I tried to push away. ‘What are you doing sir?!’ He replied so viciously I was genuinely fearful of what was about to happen. ‘Please Jay, sir.’ He pulled me to me knees and forced my face against his cock. ‘From now on I own you. You are one of my whores, my bitch, my cock serving, ass eating, cum drinking slut. Do you understand me fag?’ I was so shocked I paused, he tugged on my hair hard, ‘yes sir.’.