." "This girl..." "Y... Yes. This girl is so wet. She can't believe she's acting like this... but she's not acting... she always dreamed of feeling th...s way... feeling in someone's power... someone good and kind. But also," she blushed, "someone mean and... nasty." She laughed nervously and looked into my eyes. "She feels safe with you, Sir. She trusts you. And... And... she really doesn't know why... she hardly knows you, Sir. And yet... she feels closer and more secure with you than she has. Her trust in me, to know when to end the whipping, and to 'rape' her without physical harm was almost overwhelming. I hadn't realized how tight a bond we had forged in these past few months. I stood there looking at her for a moment or two, then took the quirt from her and grabbed her arm to pull her over to one of the cables that hung from the ceiling.I clipped her cuffs together, and then hooked them to the cable. With the remote in hand, I hoisted her up until she had to stand on the balls. “No, $200 an hour and she works five nights a week,” I countered. “No way!” Sindi let his cock slip down her throat and then she squeezed his cock with her throat muscles. She still kept her sexy blue eyes on her future boss’ face. “Oh! O.K.” he moaned. “But she will have to do specials for me and blow jobs when I need them.” “OK! It’s a deal,” I said. No one asked little Sindi what she thought. His eyes closed, and he released a load down Sindi’s throat. She opened her mouth and stuck out her. ”Fear and tension consumed me. I thought I will not be able to sleep that night. I drank a little more and went to sleep in my room. By the time I woke up, it was already afternoon. I just remembered what happened last night and started to feel tense.I came out and the hall was clean. Her room was closed from outside and I was worried where she might have gone. Just then, I heard the main door open and Sanjana aunty came in with some groceries in her hand.She looked at me and said, “Oh! Sir.