?Please, no, Master, no, that's unbearable!? She hasn't had a formal safeword for years, it was a defining moment in our relationship when I re...oked it, but we both know that I'll pay attention if she calls me by my name instead of ?Master.?. Anything else is just begging not to be thrown in the briar-patch. I kept on working the brush into her, pushing and twisting it to one side and the other. ?If I rammed this in in one go, it would rip your cunt to bloody rags. Would you like. “Do not tell anyone this is my house. I like privacy, and I don’t care to have to discuss how I came to own such a big place. Understood?” They agreed.It was an adjustment. I took them on a tour of my house, and introduced them to Miss Agnes. “She’s watching, and she can be cranky. Best not upset her.” They both looked at me funny, but after that, every time they came over, they greeted her, and told her goodbye when they left. I rarely went up into the attic, but one day I went to check on the. She quickly became known as an easy lay.Eventually, Nikki told me firsthand stories of her sexual encounters: Nikki sucked a boy's cock in the schoolyard on a summer's night. Nikki lost her virginity at sixteen, letting her best friend's boyfriend fuck her after school. A stranger fucked Nikki in the back of his car, while a couple of her friends watched. This had taken place in the parking lot of an apartment complex during broad daylight and Nikki had just met the guy only a few hours. I kissed up her legs, planting many small kisses on each of them. I skipped over her groin and lavished kisses on her stomach, pressing my tongue into her belly button. I kissed up her body, avoiding her breasts and kissing her neck, then chin, forehead, and nose.I gave her a deep French kiss, then began kissing her right breast, carefully avoiding the nipple. I repeated the same thing with her left one. I then shifted my attention to her inner thighs, being careful not to touch her labia,.