”Jake hugged her around the shoulders. “You know that’s not entirely true, Pet. And we need to talk about the last few days, because some of the...things I’ve done might have influenced you.”Petra turned to look in his eyes. “I know you were in my room before. And you told me you saw me in the hallway. It’s okay, I don’t mind. I’m glad you saw me.”“I also saw you in the shower,” Jake admitted.Petra giggled. “Really? Did you like what you saw?”“Good lord yes,” Jake said, unable to suppress a. He then grabbed my hair and pushed my head down on him. He made me suck him until he got off, but before he did he told me that girls in prison don't waste cum and that I had better swallow all of it. I did as I was told and then immediately went to the toilet and puked. He laughed and said I would get used to it.I can't even begin to feel how ashamed I was and went back to my bunk and cried. I hadn't cried since I was 10 years old but that night I cried. Finally after hours of tormenting. Every Man you come across who says He is a Master deserves appropriate respect and deference. But simply because He says He is a Master does not mean you owe Him submission. Your submission is a gift. You choose Who to give it to. And until you choose to give it to a Man, you remain in control and should exercise that control — but always with respect and deference.2. Never meet a Master for a session of service or s/m play before first meeting to talk. Remember what they say about bars? That. Not right now. All I wanted was dogs cock. I dont know how many times I got off, I lost count. But there was more in me. I needed more. FUCK MEEEE, I screamed again as the hound finallyslipped the grip of my now empty pussy.I looked over at Tom. I want you to help this dog to fuck my ass.I demanded. YOUR ASS, he cried out. FUCK YOU WONT EVEN LET ME FUCK YOUR ASS. Why the dog?? I want the dog to knot my asshole. I replyed. I need his knot. I moved around my ass was towards the dog. MY cunt had.