Her name was Alison. But she preferred ally. I got talking to Ally and she wanted to give me a lap dance. I figured for $20, I could get some lady act...on that I desperately needed, I was a sex deprived 19 year old male.The lap dance room was dim lit, she was so sexy, I got hard thinking about fucking her. The song was over and I paid her $20. She said she enjoyed giving me a lap dance, it wasn’t like other guys, she really liked it. It wasn’t just a job for the money she felt with me. I got her. I used to close the door and most of the times slept again but on Saturday I used to do a very naughty thing, I used to give oil massage to my penis with coconut/mustard oil while watching porn on the home theatre finally.I used to masturbate, clean the floor with the mop after sometime and take a long refreshing bath and this was invariably the schedule on Saturdays on one such Saturday I went to the door closed it, went back to the room to bring all the required stuff, which consisted of a. Last year was celebrated with a well-deserved beating.God, I love her.When we first came here we were runaways who thought we knew it all. We knew she lived alone, was the heiress of a bakery fortune and that she lived alone and unguarded, close to the bad part of town. We never thought to ask why. So we pulled a home invasion, intent on robbing and probably killing her, but she turned the tables on us so easily. We were pathetic. One bottle of drugged wine and we woke up in the cages. She. "It makes you my English cockteasing slut. Are you mine, Candy?" Yes. All yours."I was burning up inside."Then prove it. Spin round." He patted the foot of the bed. "Put your head here."I did as instructed. He stepped forward so his knees rested against the mattress edge and my vision filled with his immense cock and balls. I wanted to reach up and grab him. Suck him until he erupted down my throat. But I knew my place. Held my position."Candy?" Yes."He stroked his length and took a ragged.