“I have been trying to get her to let me do this to her for a long time,” said Paul, “so I have you to thank for this.” “Don’t get any ide...s, Paul,” said Linda, “their masters are paying me very well for this. I am letting you do this so that they can see what is going to happen to them.” Paul picked up a machine and pressed the switch. There was a high pitched buzzing sound, and he leant forward and touched the machine to Linda’s skin. “Come over here.” Mary realised that Wendy was calling. She was still having massive aftershocks. I loved sliding inside her when she’s like that. She moaned, long and low as I slid deep, stretching her channel to fit around me. She was always tight for me. I groaned and buried my head in her neck. Kissing her collarbone. ‘Oh…Anna…woman, you are heaven.’ I pulled back and slid in again, deep. She was molten hot and squeezing me over and over. She moaned again. ‘Nick…yes…oh yes, baby. Don’t stop.’ Every motion I made sent aftershocks through her. A gentle kiss and then admission of my tongue into your mouth made your eyes flicker awake. The restraints stopped you from sitting up, a realisation that made you smile, and respond to my kisses. I sat back up and you smiled at me?you spoil your bad little girl? you said falling so eagerly into our role playing. ?I do try my sweet whore, but first I have your birthday gift for you? I stood, my semi erection drawing your eyes. ?No? I laughed ?its something better than that, something you have. They findit very amusing to send me off to chat up girls and laugh hystericallywhen I bomb, and I always bomb. If I get a slap it's even better as faras they're concerned. I'm not sure whether it's a good thing or not, butwhen I do get that drunk I remember virtually nothing the next morning.Sometimes I have turned up at a pub and been refused entry because of mybehaviour on a previous visit but unless I wake up to the sound of angryboyfriends banging at my door there aren't usually any.