Your Master has mentioned he knows other masters hasn’t he?” he asked me calmly.My thoughts drifted to stories Master has told me ... helpless sla...es he witnessed in d/s clubs being whipped and tortured by sadistic masters. The thought of being at the hands of a mad man who might whip and rape caused me to tremble. My face blushing and I’m frozen in place by the intimate knowledge this man knew about me. In a vain attempt to keep what little dignity remaining I try to convince the stranger to. "We have a very important client you're about to meet ... and this could easily make or break the deal we're negotiating if you're not," he said simply, though still very seriously. I remained silent of course, remembering his words, nodding my head solemnly this time by way of reassurance that I would be. Mainly ... because I already was. This time, he really did smile seeing my contrite expression, even going so far as to pat, rub the top of my head, and then my ass as though petting a dog.. In the night we had food and slept. We were sleeping next to each other. We both knew we wanted to fuck but didn’t know how to begin. After waiting for some time, I put my hand on her waist. She was wearing nighty so couldn’t feel her bare skin directly. She didn’t resist. I moved my hands to cup her breasts, she didn’t mind but instead gave out a soft moan “Ahh”. I turned her head towards me and kissed her lips, she didn’t respond properly. Now I couldn’t wait any longer so I lifted her nighty. I spread her cheeks with my thumbs, and kissed her little asshole just like it was a lover’s lips. I kissed and tongued her pretty, little pucker until I heard her moaning loudly. I could feel her heart beating hard against my stomach, and my heart was beat hard against hers. I just could not get my face far enough into her aromatic ass-crease, so I pushed my tongue into her little fold, spreading it open a little with my thumbs. The aroma of her sweet ass is one I have trouble describing,.