“Stop. Stop moving.” I said with the same arrogant tone.“Uuuuhhh.. Come on *name* just… you know… Lets just..” She couldn’t get her word... out, not use to asking, almost begging for sex no matter how blunt she was. Because I usually knew when she wanted it (which was almost every time we were alone) and how she wanted it(which differed) on her mood.Now using more force in my voice I said harshly, “I said stop!” No dice. Growling, I snapped. “Bitch! When your master says to stop. FUCKING. The deal has already been worked out. You'll be receiving a large amount of money from me very soon. I'm pretty certain you won't starve."He sighed and said, "I'll get right on it. I don't suppose that it's a secret that I've never gotten your humor."I chuckled and said, "That's why I enjoy working with you, Tom. It's so easy to freak you out. I'll come in tomorrow and sign whatever you need signed. How long will this take?"He thought about it for a minute and said, "Normally it would take. " Fun to look at when I work myself off." You, uh, do that, too?" Doesn't every girl?" I always think I'm doing something bad," Gina lied. "But sometimes I can't help it." Nothing wrong with a girl taking care of her needs," Susie reassured. "Even at your age." I guess." When did you start touching yourself?" When I was eight." I started when I was seven. I had my first orgasm at eight." I don't know if I had one yet. Usually I get bored after a while, but sometimes I get this awesome rippling. Everything was shaved–not, the razor’s recipient knew, due to distaste for body hair, but out of pure practicality. The same was true of the douche, although applying it, Cherry didn’t spare her sub’s blushes.‘God, you love having your ass played with, baby-slut,’ she taunted, as the nozzle probed, and Jaylee turned crimson. ‘Now let’s flood that pretty butthole.’Jaylee yelped as the jet surged up her rear like a liquid tongue, her lover’s laughter rich and mocking.Cleansing complete, Cherry.