Kat is fit for her age, a true professional woman with jet black hair, green eyes, pert tits and gorgeous legs. A lot of time is spent preparing pitch...s and travelling the country presenting them to various clients. Having only just started in marketing, I was a little green behind the ears, so Kat decided it would be good experience for me to shadow her on her next presentation in London. It would mean staying the night in a hotel after pitching, all on expenses of course! We travelled down in. We've been seeing each other for over four months now and I want you just as much now as I did that first night." You make me feel good too, Sugar. I've never had a man treat me like you do... like a lady. "They both smiled."Maybe we're just good for each other," he said, his hand coming up to cup, then squeeze her large, full breast."You can say that again. I've cum five times and we've only been here a little over an hour." You're a couple ahead of me," he laughed."So, are you just gonna lay. I’m clean. Are you?” I nodded and after staring into my eyes for several seconds she nodded in turn and smiled, “Good.” When she had finally removed the blouse, I pulled her to me and kissed her ear and neck as my hands ran over her body, shockingly pink against her deep and healthy brown, and she moaned as I reached back and undid her jet black bra. Her breasts tumbled out, large and soft with nipples darker than I believed possible. She raised herself on her knees so that I could suckle at. That what he was doing was making her a better person; that he was not controlling her, but teaching her how to control herself. And that any discipline was given in love when she failed to do that. She really believed that he did love her, and his finally making love to her proved that. Carly had called her tattoo a brand, marking her as belonging to him. The piercings he had forced her to have were more signs of possession, not given to make her more beautiful or for her pleasure, but more.