She was whimpering softly now, watching him ashe leaned his head down and kissed the wet spot. She threw back her head and moaned as he paid specialat...ention to that oh-so-sensitive area. He gave onemore lingering kiss to her swollen lips and traveled upagain until his face was even with hers.She desperately wrenched at his shirt, pulling the itemover his head and tossing it aside. She could feel hisexcitement against her hip and she ached to have itinside her. She reached for his waistband but. "Are we going in?" I asked."Of course," he said and quickly got out of the car, racing around and opening my door before I could get my door all the way opened. "A gentleman doesn't let his date open their door." A small smile played around his lips. With his hand resting on the small of my back, we walked into Gregori's Italian Restaurant. "Rames, party of two," he told the hostess. I looked at him and arched an eyebrow."You expected this then?" I asked. He smiled with a guilty look on his. She turned around, standing with her hands on her hips.“This is how a real woman looks” she said.“I have fantasised about this so many times” I said, looking her up and down. Ava then straddled me, and took off my tshirt. “Wow, what a body” she said, running her fingers over my chest and abs.“I was thinking the same thing about you” I said.She leaned forward and started kissing me, then worked her way slowly down my body. Ava then knelt between my. Now, when you answer me bitch you will refer to me as 'Master.' Do you understand, bitch?" Yes, Ma—" as she tried to say the word the collar tightened around her neck preventing her from saying the word."Well, bitch?" Mas--!" again she tried but the collar again prevented the word from leaving her mouth. "I can't!" she said when she was finally able to speak again. "It won't let me!" Shit! Fucking bitch!" Andrisek screamed, little drops of spittle showering the woman. Reaching out he backhanded.