I tried calling her. She didn’t pick. I was nervous and scared. Left her a couple of texts and trying calling her, but I didn’t get any response.I...was sad lying on bed still thinking of it and was about to sleep suddenly my cell phoned buzzed saying a new message. It was her saying she couldn’t reply as she was busy with guests at home and she took what I said causally and told me that feelings like this are common at this age and asked me not to worry. She was happy for me being frank with. In anger I grabbed a spatula and slapped her in the face with it. While continuing to hold her on my cock I slapped her again. Tears were filling her eyes. I finally released her, she slumped to the floor gasping for air and twitching. I grabbed the knife once again and held it to her throat. “I’m going to strip you of your pants and you’re dirty whore panties if you so much as try to stop me I will cut your fucking throat right here and now.” She didn’t respond she only went limp and allowed. The slave doctor arrived with a loud knock at the door. Tommy answered the door and was surprised to see a woman. She was dressed in a lab coat over a pencil skirt and a red blouse. She was about 5'7" and looked to be in early 30's. Tommy was instantly taken aback by her beauty. He stumbled over the greeting and awkwardly stood in the doorway before inviting her in. Tommy forced small talk before she finally asked where it was. he showed her to the slave's room and excused himself for the. It was useless though, he was too strong and persistent. His hands went to my knees and pushed my legs apart. His head pushed higher, and then I felt him plant a kiss on the inside of my thigh. I jumped, surprised, and then he kissed my other thigh. Arousal flooded through me again, it had never left, but it swelled back up into me like a huge flood. The stripper’s head moved the last few inches up my thighs and then I felt him plant a kiss right above my pussy. I squirmed and tried to.