" I say looking back towardshim.I see him looking at me the way as he does when he gets horny. "Rememberthis is the proper way to wear it and the only...way. This is all you'llbe allowed to wear at the ranch. Who are you?" I'm your whore sir." I reply the thought of me being his whoremakes my asshole pucker up.As he looks me over our eyes meet and I feel myself being drawnto him. My mind aches from the push and pull of right and wrong, restraintand desire. I can't keep fighting it….The tug in my. Sharon would sit with the Deputy Head of Mission on one side of the court. He, himself would sit on the other side and present the prosecution case first. Then the defence would make any submission they wished in rebuttal. The judge would then decide if witnesses were needed, and they would be called; neither the prosecution nor the defence had any say in this. The judge might also ask for clarification of anything he felt to be unclear. Finally the judge would give a ruling, and that would be. I opened the door and saw Mr. James coming down the hall.I took a couple steps back. He shut the door behind Him. I got on my knees as He pulled out His cock.15minutes and a load of cum down my throat, We walked out together and Off to work I went.I did my best to concentrate on work. The day flew by. I went home to my empty apartment. I rearranged things of mine to fill the holes where Her things had been.The next day started out the same as the last...a load of cum down my throat.For the next. I leaned my head back and opened wide. She pushed Her fingers as far back in my mouth as She could. I felt the urge to gag but She'd trained me well and I didn't. "They will ream that pretty little throat of yours," She whispered in my ear. I felt my nipples and cock responding. She leaned forward to kiss me and I eagerly responded. I licked Her to orgasm twice, my fingers working deep insider Her, Her delicious Juices covering my face, my neck, my hands and forearms. I needed to cum badly but.