She was wearing a tank top and yoga pants. I sent one back of myself. "Man, I have a hot master " "You're pretty attractive to Jessica." We started to...role-play again. This time, I dictated everything that would happen, with her just following along. By the end, I was stroking myself, and I received this message. "Master, can I pleeeease play with myself? I'm so horny." I gave her permission, as long as she sent a picture of her sucking on her finger first. I received the picture, with her. "I'll leave you some for pussy," he announced, rising and walked out, waving vaguely. "Thanks for the suck..."At that point, Fred was hooked; Brush Cut was apparently right -- bitches just didn't get it. Subsequent efforts at training brought some of his female sex partners -- notably Louise -- a mastery of the techniques, but they lacked a feel for what he was going through -- a feel that would allow them to tease him and extend his pleasure, rather than fighting just to get there.The next. A few minutes later, she began making grunting noises. Then she woke up with a gasp.“Huh, what’s going on, where am I?” she said stupidly. Then as she woke up some more and started to take in her surroundings. “What the fuck, why am I naked? Stephen are you there?" She wriggled against her binds but was getting nowhere. “Help me please, somebody help me.” She sobbed. Stephen let her struggle for a few minutes. Then he got up and started to walk up to her.“Well who’s in a bit of trouble then?”. I inserted the corn back inside her and began to work it slowly in and out, bending over to touch my tongue against her clit. She moaned. I pushed the corn in and out, faster and harder, licking her clit faster and harder. I looked up. She had removed her bikini top and her beautiful breasts were exposed. They were incredibly firm, with hard, brown nipples, and the bounced as she rocked with the motion of my masturbating her."Fuck me, please!" she screamed, and I immediately took her and turned.