Now Tom’s mouth was at his ear and Martin heard him almost whisper into it, ‘Your real problem is your ego and until I strip you of that you will...never be a slave. Isn’t that true?’ Martin thought about it for a few seconds, then slowly nodded. ‘I am going to strip you of that, little by little, but you must relax. Anything I do to you for the present will hurt you in no way. I am not going to beat you or whip you. But I am going to change you, to transform you. It is what you need, more than. I knew I had their respect. I risked losing theirrespect based on what I now looked like. I knew I was smarter than everthough. I e-mailed them asking about the possibility of a return. Myteam had a new leader of course, but I still had all my engineeringskills, and I knew they were perpetually short-staffed.They replied that they felt so bad that I was kidnapped from theirparking lot. They would be happy to have me reapply if I could bringproof of my identity and employment identification. "STEPHANIE!" He yelled as he orgasmed. The cum was delicious, trickling down my throat. I pulled myself up and curled up on his lap as he held me. He planted small kisses on my forehead and throat, murmuring how hot our fuck was. "Wow baby I've never come like the way you made me. You're so good, so sexy," He murmured, he started softly rubbing my clit. "I wanna throw you on that bed and fuck you from all directions until you come again and again on my giant cock, screaming my name. I wanna see. How long would I have to do this for?'" 'As long as you want. One time or a thousand times, it's up to you. There is no written contract. Try it a couple of times and see how it works out for you. You can make some really good money. Just being an escort for one night pays a minimum of five hundred dollars. If you choose to have sex with these gentlemen, you can make one to two thousand dollars a night.'" 'You're kidding, aren't you? A thousand dollars to just have sex? I can hardly believe.