"Hello, girl." "Hello, Master. Welcome home." your voice is soft and sensual. I can hear the carnal need in it. Once I greet you, you finally look up ...t me with those sparkling eyes of yours. I look down at your delicate face. Those lovely eyes, that hot sensuous mouth. Oh that mouth! I have cum in that mouth so many times. I smile, picturing my hot cum dripping from your chin and onto your perky tits. Yes, my little slut pleases me well. Today, I would please you well, until you can take no. That evening, once we were sure that Mom would be okay on her own, Sasha and I left for the restaurant. Along the way, Sasha struck up an odd conversation with me. "Brandon, do you ever miss what you had going with Jeri and Brenda? Being with two women?" I was a bit taken aback by her question, but I told her the truth. "Yes, Sasha, I miss it, but I don't dwell on it. After all, I've got you now. You're more than enough woman for me. It was the ultimate male fantasy and I enjoyed being with. Suddenly you squirm free and you pounce, your hands slamming into my shoulders, knocking me flat. You pin my wrists, holding me down with your full weight, straddling me, your eyes blazing. You lean forward, licking, biting at my lips, my throat, my chest. You take my nipples between your teeth and bite down and I writhe in mingled lust and pain.You rise above me, your eyes gleaming with a feral light, your hair all over the place - and you slam down, taking my cock, claiming it as your own.. You are supposed to be practicing to be good whores who amuse your betters. You had one job, and that was to pull each other’s nipples and make out. You can’t seem to keep your mind on your tasks.”Jessie was growing in confidence, and he was emulating Mike when he talked down to us. We apologized to him.He didn’t accept our apology. “You ask if you are a bad mom? You asked me to train you to be a whore!” he said with a harsh expression on his face. I could tell it hurt Kim’s feelings. “You are.