She made my day when I heard from her. Not to put too fine a point on it, she made my heart skip a beat!In hindsight, I tried too hard. I think I came...across very badly and now she won’t respond to my messages. I had tried on the Monday and left it a day or two and then tried once more. I just wanted to apologise. I left her the following message and will respect her decision as to whether she responds. Hi ?????. I was hoping to talk to you, but it is obvious I have offended you and you do not. “Are you ready?”“Yes, but what do I call you?”“Oh, you mean like Master or Sir?”“Yes ... Sir.”“That’s fine, Nadine. I’ll call you ... let’s see ... how does slut sound?”“It suits me, Sir.”“Good, we agree that you’re a slut. Now, among other things I’m going to slap you around and probably call you filthy names. You won’t be feeling all that good tomorrow, but you’ll definitely keep thinking about tonight.”“I want you to start playing with yourself.”“You mean masturbate ... Sir?”“Yes, you stupid. The following morning Amanda didnt dress but wandered around the house dressed in nothing but her under ware and dressing gown about 10 am she announced that she was getting ready and off she went to the shower only returning just before 11am, she looked great in a short denim skirt and cropped top her hair was tied back and she smelt fabulous, I felt sick to my stomach but she breezed around in a happy state making small talk and preening in the mirror, sure enough at just after 11 his car. I felt his cock rub up and down between my pussy lips. It wasn't even hard yet, but it got hard as he rubbed and it felt surprisingly large as he slid it in. He really didn't do anything to please me. He just held my hips and fucked me until he came. He pulled out unceremoniously, pushed some kind of lubed object into my ass, turned it on, taped my butt cheeks together so I couldn't poop it out, slapped my ass and said, "Good girl." Then he left the room and turned on the movie. It took me a.