" get on ur knees" he demanded nicely. I was completely in his control, now im on my knees and his pushes his cock in my mouth. im not sure what im do...ng but im loving it. im trying to mimic what I saw the girls doing in the videos. I feel his cock getting harder and bigger, I start struggling to take it so hard in my mouth, I can feel his hand apply more pressure to the back of my head. he keeps putting the poppers up to my nose and I keep craving his cock more with every hit. I can feel. Apparently you are suppose to have an invite to one of these things but I literally just walked into the house and saw naked people. I dropped my clothes after furthering examining the place (looking for another dark skinned person and happy to see a few) and then explained that I saw naked people through a window while driving home so I decided to check it out. "Well just don't stand there, the clothes come off" A guy said. Inside I was nervous but I had confidence that I would at least fuck a. That, and the prospering market for trained females.Speaking of which: It was time to initiate the first step. Being kidnapped, bound in an agonisingly unnatural position, humiliated, boxed and orally raped had softened her up, no doubt about that. Yet these actions had induced no development, no progress towards the true aim. If I wanted to sell scared, abased puppets, I would just have them drugged and beaten up for three days. That did not meet my standards. At the end of her training, my. . or at least ... you were. I screwed up, didn't I?"Well, at least she was back to calling me "Stevie" again. That was a big step. My eyes were beginning to tear up. I was blinking like crazy trying to clear them, but it was hopeless. I could feel the tears trickle down my cheeks.She was over to me in a flash, her arms around me and holding me close. I pulled my head back and could see through the watery blur that she was in tears as well. I kissed her and she kissed me back and we held onto.