Like most places you might have to pay over a hundred bucks for a 8 ball of crystal. Here we pay 50. So back to my story. The weekend was over and it ...ad been uneventful. But Mondays were always my favorite day of the week. Why,because Mondays are the day Candy would usually stop by. She was always busy on the weekends and I never asked her why but on Mondays she would shoot me a text around 3 am. They were always so hot and sexy I would get hard reading them every time. Sure enough at around 3. I could see from the relatively transparent blouse that she is wearing white inner wares on my request. I held her both hands and brought her in the room. Allowed her to sit on the sofa facing the TV. Locked the door and kissed her cheeks from behind. She was taken back and could see some uneasiness on her face. I allowed her to relax for sometime. Sitting on the bed, I was watching her movements. She got into the Toilet and when returned to the room, there was a smile on her face and it. . "Y...yes Sarah" She walked over to me and slapped my ass hard. "Don't you dare call me that. From now on you will call me Mistress and you will be my little sissy slut. Got it?" "Yes Mistress. Sorry Mistress." I said. The feeling of my ass being slapped had instantly made me hers. I could feel my clitty strain against the soft fabric of my thong and I couldn't help but stare again at the big black cock and her massive plump breasts. "Good, now get on your knees bitch!" She grabbed me. Galin was ever the sort who fed off someone arguing with him, even his leaders. Playing the level headed and cool Captain would annoy him, but he would come around to the calmness of his tone, too. “If these assassins make for me again, and I know they will, it’ll be from the shadows where none of us can get at them, and it’ll be in a way none of us expects. Blind luck and a good lad in the wrong place at the right time was all that kept me alive last time. I won’t have the same luck twice. And.