“Let’s see what we can do about that.” Elena pulled my waistband down a little, lifted the elastic over the tip of my cock and slid my briefs do...n my legs. A small purring noise came from Elena’s throat as she looked down at my excited cock. “That’s a lovely sight young man.” She let her eyes stay on my cock now, watching it twitch under her gaze, hard and lying against my belly. “Did I do that?” “Always have.” I admitted. “Well, that’s quite a compliment.” Elena sat on the edge of the bed, her. Still, I couldnt help but feel a bit lost. Was that all he wanted from me? It went from imagined to real so there was no reason for us to become more than just friends, as we had always been. …So… I started, but cut myself off, not sure how to ask. So? He twisted his hand around mine and locked our fingers together between our chests. His eyes were on mine. So, was this just, you know, a one time thing? It was a question I had to ask, but one I did not want the answer to. He smiled a little. I never pried about her sexual past. She had a few lovers, casual, nothing heavy, she preferred older men who would not judge her. She only told me of one lover. He was one of the doctors who were "treating" her, but was ucking her in his office twice a week. He was married and a photo of his wife stared at them while he pounded his sizable cock up her ass. It was both pereverse, funny, and sad that this man seemed to be living a very secret life. The affair lasted only a few months and briefly. Master finally pulled her off of me, dragging her to her room. I clambered out bed trying to reach them but all I did was fall all over. My legs were so weak, I felt so drained. Finally I dragged myself over to her room. Master beating her with his belt. “Taliya… you know… you are not… to touch… my property… without my… permission!” Master panted between blows across her backside. Taliya screamed, struggling to evade the rain of pain upon her body. “Since… you didn’t… learn your.