Stockings?" Yes, and garters. And a corset." Ccc..orset?" Only sluts wear corsets. And that blonde wig and those falsetits? Fuck, you MUST be a whore,...right?!" I...?"She grabbed his jaw firmly and brought it back to look at her."You're a fucking WHORE, aren't you?!" she yelled, her voicedropping down an octave. He crossed his legs, feeling the nylonacross his thighs. His hands went up to cup his bra."I..." he stammered."Oh, c'mon, don't be such a dumb slut, you cocksucking whore,you know what. Goddess took a sip from her glass and moved herself to the left of the chair. Christophe looked up at her from his seated position as she bent slightly towards her master opposite, and kissed the champagne into his mouth.The curtains of the room were open just enough to let the last rays of the setting sun penetrate into the room giving subdued lighting. Just enough light for the master to notice Christophe's left hand drop down over the arm of the chair. Goddess continued to enjoy deeply. He told me what a great ass i had. He buried his face in my ass and started licking my hole. He was hard again and we got into 69 position where i was sucking his cock and he was licking my hole. I was enjoying this alot. He ended up shooting in my mouth again and made me swallow it all. He licked my hole for a while then placed his finger on it. He slowly entered me and there was a pinching pain in my hole. He slowly moved his finger and i really enjoyed this experience. He found my prostate. I had dated a lot leading up to college, had been having sex since I was 12 years old (Ill write about that another time), and loved sex more than I should have I thought compared to other girls my age. For so many reasons I totally believed I was with the wrong guy and set off to use whatever qualities I did have to make Chris my guy. By the time the first term was close to ending Chris knew I was crazy about him and we had several near moments behind Alex and Leslies back. I schemed every way.