Your pussy is literally gushing all over your inner thighs and onto the floor. You keep begging for my cock, but every time you ask, I smack your ass ...arder. I keep using my fingers to play with your clit and pussy. I spread your ass and you feel my tongue on your asshole. You gasp, feeling a tongue on your ass hole as my hands grab your ass hard spreading it wide. You say stop, but I don’t listen. You're mine and I get to do what I want with you. But then it starts to feel amazing. You can’t. Oh this is so much better than I even imagined. I am thankfulhis arms are around me for I feel so weak. He kisses me hungrily. I can feelhis cock responding to the touch of our bodies and my body responds in turn.Finally he releases me and I fall to my knees. Instead of feeling bad or evenself-conscious, it just feels so right. He reaches down and pets my head, runninghis hands through my hair. Again I relax into his touch and again he reacts,grabbing a huge handful of hair and pulling me up. I. ..." Before I could continue she interrupted, "Stop saying sorry. Now do you want a lift after work and you can come back to mine and help me drink this?" Pointing at the contents of her shopping trolley. I looked stunned. What did I say last night? Did I tell her the truth, and she was now going to either humiliate me for having the cheek to try and bed a manager, or was she also up for it? Again, she could sense my dilemma and said almost whispering "It'll be our little secret, I'll pick you. I bucked and shuddered, pulling on the ropes. They bit into my flesh as the faerie blew my cock. Her wings fluttered, her tongue swirling about the crown.My body heaved, burning from the whips. Every part of me stung. Red lines crossed all my muscles down to my thighs. I yanked on the ropes, savoring the pain biting into my wrists, the ache in my shoulders.I was so helpless. So powerless. It would be so easy to surrender to the pleasure, to embrace being their slave. But I was my own man. I had.