She stopped laughing and gulped when she saw the black riding crop."Rule Number One," I said. "Do as I say. Fail to do so and I hit you with this." Th... young woman nodded."Now what's your name?" Cheryl," she stammered."Good girl," I said, patting her on the head. Then I slapped her hard again. She looked at me in shock."Rule Number Two: Always say sir or Master when talking to me. Understand?" Yes, Master," she nodded."Now, answer my questions. And don't forget Rule Number One or Rule Number. He moved my head up and back down at his own pace now, going into my throat on every stroke. “Oh you’re a good slut aren’t you”, he said as he started moving my head faster. I moved one hand to my clit and started rubbing fast as I felt my orgasm building. I started sucking harder as I got closer to cumming. I knew he would blow his load any second now. I started pumping my mouth up and down even faster, burying my nose in his pubic hair with every stroke. I felt him tense up and his first shot. We smiled at each other for a couple of seconds as we caught our breath. And then Paul said, “Damn boss man that was the best sex I’ve ever had.”“Me too Babe, me too,” I laughed, “But next time we need to be a tad quieter.”Then bang, bang on the locked door. “Open this fucking door, David,” Mr. Jackson screamed, “What the hell is going on in there?”Paul and I froze. Then I whispered, “Get dressed as fast as you can Paul but be quiet.” “Hold on Mr. Jackson, I’m coming,” I shouted. I had to laugh. Her husband scrambled around the bed and buried his head between her thighs. Jeremy was surprisingly good at rousing Mary. Her orgasm, when it came, was genuine. She wrapped her legs around Jeremy's head in a scissors grip and bucked nearly dislodging Byron who was beginning to get hard again."That's better," panted Byron. "Now squeeze those tits for me, whore."After a while Pip leaned over her. "Let the muff-diver go, Mary. You might break his neck. Besides I'm ready to go again. And this time.