It was everything he promised her. Nothing like her previous life, nothing like what all her former friends were living at the moment. She knew that i... wasn't proper or right, it wasn't what people would call normal, but she also knew it wasn't wrong. Nothing that felt so wonderful could possibly be so wrong.The moment she left her suburban house and walked into his residence there was no going back. This is what she had wanted, maybe she had moments where she thought of going back to her past. Depends on what? She asks. Depends on you. She gives me a puzzle look as I continue to explain. The relationship between a Master and his submissive fuck toy is very special and very deep as they have complete and total trust in each other. You will be my only fuck toy and I will be your only Master. What if I want to show Ashley what we do and let her be a part of our time together? I tell her Ashley will not be my fuck toy. Ashley could however be your pet. As your pet, she will be your. Madison I’m gonna beat you first. After positioning myself behind her, I reached around to undo her pants. After popping her button and pulling down her zipper, I yanked her jeans all the way down to her ankles, she was wearing a pair of cheekies that went perfectly with her bra. I swiftly worked through the two buttons and zipper on Samantha’s jeans and upon pulling them down, I saw she was wearing a black thong with a red waistband. I shook my head at both of their choices of underwear.. You go and figure out what you want. David will drive you home.” Lance escorted Frankie into the elevator and as the door closed he said, “I will be waiting Baby.” Frankie was not surprised, shocked or upset at all. He knew Lance was right, he needed time to think. He rode home with David is silence and soon he was back home but somehow he felt lost, alone. Not really happy to be home, not all comfy and cozy like he should have felt. I guess I will have to celebrate alone he thought. He went.