"Who told you, you could talk slut?" I'm sorry.", he slapped me again."You will address me as Sir and speak only when spoken to. Do youunderstand?"I ...odded yes and was smacked hard across the face again."Answer me!" Yes.", again I was smacked."Yes, what?" Yes, Sir.", I answered."That's a good little slut. You're learning quickly. For being such a quick learner I have a treat for you. Open your mouth." I did as I was told and Don unfastened his pants. He was already hard."You're going to. He was wearing a black cotton sweater over tan corduroy jeans and even in the dim light she could see the bulge of his erection, which aroused her powerfully, knowing that she was the cause of it.Again he let go of the leash. Then, slowly, he began to take possession of her.He began by resting his hands on the backs of her knees and raising them in a long caress up the backs of her thighs to disappear under her dress, holding her in his gaze the entire time. He cupped and stroked her behind. ”As a postal deliveryman of good moral character, it was important for me to assert some semblance of ethical conduct on the pretty Doctor’s part. She was sitting with her legs wrapped around my naked hips and was greasing up my butt with some sort of special cream that she told me, “It will make things all smooth and you won’t feel a thing.”It almost made me laugh because I had said the same thing to unsuspecting females on more than one occasion.Let me quickly recap the scenario.I had just. My thumbs began pressing in ever so gently working her kinks out. I leaned up to whisper softly in her ear. I asked was she feeling any better so far. Her mouth whispered a soft yes and a plea for me to continue. I leaned my face down to let her feel my breath on her skin as I pretended to observe her aching muscles. Her skin came alive with goosebumps at the caress of my breath. My fingertips began working downward as my body shifted down more. My hips straddled her legs now and my eyes were.