Anything he says. Everything he says. It's been like this since day one. It's like nothing else I've ever experienced in my life. I never knew how one...persons absolute control could make me feel so calm and be such a stress relief. It's becoming something I crave. His dominance is reserved for me and my submission is for him. Only. No one else gets that from me. No one else sees that side. Only him. I am his to control and his to own. He knows what I need and some how, some way knows when I. A woman's talking, and she's saying "father forgive me for the sins, blah blah blah" don't care, move on, I'm trying to be a gentleman and jack it quietly but the cunt just keeps pacing around the fucking church. "Father forgive me for my sins. Father forgive me for my sins." It's fucking Alyssa Albrite. She's one of those innocent catholic types who are so pure you just know they have a secret. You know the type of a girl who smiles all coy but you can tell that she's got something going on. ” I said, backing out of her.Spit followed my shaft out and she coughed. “That was perfect!” I whispered, watching her wipe her mouth with an arm.Before she could complain, I put my cock back in her mouth. “Now you have to finish the job.” I said, and started pumping into her mouth again. “It’s alright.”” I soothed, seeing the fright in her eyes. “It’s your first time.”She focused back on my cock sawing in and out of her mouth. Seeing that she had calmed down, I said, “Alright, back to pumping. But first, let me formally explain why you are here now that we’re all appropriately attired.” He surveyed the circle. “These men here, excluding me, have each paid approximately $US200,000 just to participate in today’s event. What are the rules? Allow me to explain, but first we need to prepare something” Four women, dressed in white coats came into the room with a small box of equipment. A projection screen lowered and displayed a counter with a display divided in three columns, labeled.