He demands I slap on asshole eight times with his belt, slowly he counts of each one....praised me for being his good little whore and I cum seven mor... times. I’m almost embarrassed at how easy it is for him to make me cum. My body is getting weak and I tell him I don’t think I can take much more. “Sarah, you’ll take more.....I haven’t even started with you. You want me in that cunt, don’t you girl?” Hearing him speak like that I have no choice, I am feeling an overwhelming need to be used by. I have plans," I said. "Plans, Sir?" "Yes I want you to do a few things before I get home. Are you ready?" "Yes, Sir! What would You like me to do?" you ask, curiously. I can hear the excitement in your voice. You are such a good girl. "Well, it's almost noon now. I want you to stop whatever you are doing and go upstairs and get ready for me. Make sure you shower shave and get yourself prepared for my coming home. Then I want you to go into our bedroom and put on your wristcuffs and blindfold.. I was ready to come, but for some reason, I just couldn’t. The door downstairs opened and the sound of footsteps followed.“Lindsey I’m home!” her mom called outLindsey whimpered, tugging my cock harder and harder with every thrust. I knew she wanted it bad and there was no time left. My balls tingled and my come was on its way out. I could feel it making its way up my shaft as her tongue desperately swirled around the head of my dick. Just as my semen began to shoot into her awaiting mouth her. Linda was a year older than me. She was about 5'8" with long, dark brown hair and a perfect hour-glass figure. As beautiful as she was, she was not one of the popular girls at school. She was much more reserved, having an aire that perhaps she had been to finishing school. The only time I ever saw her was in the hallway at school, or occasionally she would make announcements to the student body on behalf of the Latin club or the honor society. She always dressed impeccably, though modestly, and.