. ?" Her voice came from far away, as most of her mind took in Samantha's ministrations, leaving only a small, uninterested part to deal with what I w...s saying."Yes, you've always looked so good in the fetish clothes you've worn to these meetings. But you never leave them on very long. Why is that?" Hurtssss... too tight... need to take it off..." Her hands reached behind her, as if to start unlacing the back of the corset. A slight push and her mind refocused on Sam, her hands dropping to her. “Auuuggh,” I moaned and laughed at the shock. “Did I tell you to go home?” Master asked. “No, Master,” I said. “You need to listen and wait for Master’s commands. I have had to repeat this tonight and you know how much I hate repeating myself.” “Yes, Master.” “Drive.” “Yes, Master.” I drove, following Master’s instructions, until we reached a road I had never driven down. “Keep going,” he said. It was the driveway to a stable, I began to gather, but I saw no other cars around. After the sounds. .Story stats here we both met in a social network again and we became close friends and i gave my number to her and i knew that she will call me. Many days passed i forgot about her and as our exams came near i stated preparing for it…. Suddenly i received a message saying “hi” as i didn’t have an habit of texting that time i neglected it at night i got a doubt and called that number there was no response next day was our exam i completed my exam and took my phone to call my parents then i saw. And say to her, “You got some nerve calling me a potty mouth.” M giggles and pretends to be embarrassed, then answers, “You’re obviously a very bad influence on me.” Her eyes mischievously widen and she adds, “Fuck do you feel good inside me.” As she finishes her sentence, she places her hands on her ass cheeks, playfully pretending to protect her ass from another slap. As her arms move away from her chest, her breasts jut out to me. I can see bruises are forming on them. Just under her erect.