He thrusts into me with enough force that I could feel his balls slapping against my clit. My whole body was on fire, every touch and sound threatene... to send me over the edge. “Fuck me” he grunts. I push back against him, matching him thrust for thrust. My tits swing in rhythm, my nipples rub against the sheets adding to my insanity. “Do you want to cum?” he asks.“Yes Master. O please.”“Do you deserve to cum?”“No Master.”“Well at least you know you’ve been disobedient.” He thrusts into. His dick moves deep inside me, the tip pushing against something inside me that makes me feel the most enjoyment I ever experienced. ˜It must be my g-spot" I thought as I begin to moan harder. Imran sensed the change in my mood, and begin to thrust faster and faster.I whimper so loud as I feel his balls slapping against my ass with each thrust. It is ecstasy! His arms are place next to my head as he thrusts into me, and I hold onto it as it feels he is thrusting harder and harder into me. His. By 5:30pm I had finally made it back to my room. On the bed I saw 5 medium sized boxes, all numbered 1-5. On the number 1 box was an envelope that said, "Slut - Read Me First. Master Allen".The letter read:"Slut. As we spoke last night, you will now serve for my pleasure. Put on the outfit that is in box one Place the other boxes in the bathroom and do not peek into any of them. Be sure to be completely shaven, smooth and clean wearing your blonde wig from last night and totally made up.. “I have here 6 new unused needles, and a dice, your hubby must roll the dice and the number it comes up with is the number of them that will penetrate your body, the only choice you get is where! Olives eyes never left the eyes of this sadistic winner of her body, defiantly saying “she understood madam” and they all waited in silence for Mark to take the cup shake it and tip the dice with a thump onto the bar top, lifting the upturned cup from the now silent dice and scuttling back to Tilly`s.