The owner of the hand snidely comments, "Who the fuck trained this whore? She can't even stand still for a little slap on the ass. I'm not sure she is...worth the good money we paid." Daddy reassures him that, though I am in need of training, I am eager to learn and will do whatever it takes to make sure they get their money's worth. I'm not quite as sure of this as he is, worried that the fact that I've already been abused, chained and dragged into public naked is the least of their plans for. Thinking of what it would be like if he used that anger on her when he fucked her made her super hot. Sue got on her back again and opened her legs wide and said, "Show me, how you can get all of that in me, all of it till your balls hit my ass. Go on prove it, ram that monster all the way in, do it nice and hard so I can feel it and empty those big balls of your deep inside my womb."He quickly knelt between her legs and pushed the head hard against her waiting pussy. Pressing it against her. ”“I hope you don’t take this wrong,” he said with a big grin, “but you are one hell of a fuck!”“Damn straight!” she answered with a lilting laugh. She smugly smiled to herself. She might have only had five lovers and Peter might have had five hundred, but she really was one hell of a fuck!“I’m going to need to replenish some vital bodily fluids,” he remarked.“Fine. You can take me out to dinner, and we can go back to your place.” Peter nodded silently, his arms wrapped around her, holding her. I wasn't terribly disturbed by that realization -- we had already been involved in some mild swinging so I wasn't particularly concerned if she was getting a little on the side. Of course, this was long before AIDs became a problem, and my main worry was that she not catch the clap or get knocked up. She was on the Pill, of course, but they are never 100%. One night, however, when she started her routine, I surprised her by closing my books and putting on my coat."That sounds like a good idea,".