We texted throughout the day, talking about anything and everything and it wasn’t long before our usual flirty texts started. You asked me what I wa... thinking and I replied back saying, “I was thinking about seeing you and getting all hot and sweaty.” We then made plans for you to come see me that night and I couldn't wait. When I put my phone down, I began to notice that I was starting to get wet, so I decided to take a quick shower to prepare for when you arrived. An hour later, your car was. Come on now baby,” he replied coyly, “a whore like you can do better than that. Tell me what gets a slut like you off.” With a deep breath, I prepared myself to dive into the role of submissive slut for my boss. “I love to have my tits fucked.” I said, running my hands over me sumptuous melons for effect. “I love to have a nice hard cock sliding in between my tits.”Mr. Pradhan was in heaven. Seeing me turn into his compliant fuck-toy was a dream comes true. “Do you want me to fuck those sexy. The woman was lying. Of that there was no doubt. Jack would figure out why and deal with it. Of that there was no doubt. The hurt she felt was caused by something entirely different, and it was a hurt that Jack couldn't fix, a hurt that was magnified when this woman—and Analise before her—used lies and deceit to remind Abigail of the ONE thing she could never give Jack.The doors were closing on her chances of having a baby, and of that, there was ALSO no doubt."Why didn't you tell me, Brianna?". Turning on the tap, her Master let the water run until it was hot. He filled the cup and poured it in the enema bag. Grabbing her neck, He pushed her forward bending her over the edge of the tub. His feet pushed her legs wide apart while keeping her bent at the waist. She dared not make a sound, for she knew it would only make the punishment worse. Using his finger, he massaged lotion into her rectum and inserted the tip from the enema bag. She struggled to relax as He opened the valve.