He had to know I would do anything for him. He changed me. He set me free.I would love him the rest of my life.I would do every degrading thing for hi.... I shoved my hand down between my thighs, stroking my cum-soaked pussy, more jizz leaking out of my well-fucked asshole. I jammed three fingers into my depths, stirring myself up while I bobbed my head. I slid my lips up and down on his shaft. I polished his dick. I loved my master.The pleasure rippling out of my pussy was my reward for pleasing. Instead he shoved a finger in me all the way to the last knuckle."God," I moaned. The sudden rush of pleasure almost made my knees buckle.He pushed his fist against me, stirring his finger around until my legs grew weak and I thought I'd lose my grip on the pole."Please," I said. "Oh my god."With his hand inside me and suds still dripping from my thighs, he reached around and turned the water off. When the water stopped, he thrust his finger forward again and placed his other hand on the back. Her feet were tapping on the floor and she began to feel the familiar pain in her bladder as it became more and more uncomfortable, demanding she let go, get to a toilet now. Finally, just as Emma was glancing at the exit door, wondering if she could dash off and come back without being spotted, she was called to dance. With a groan she hauled herself to her feet and gravity immediately made the pain inside her worse. She stepped out to the dance floor as the presenter chatted away to the. I had gotten over my earlier temper when I found out she had a key and for the first time in our lives we sat and talked without trying to score points off of each other. She asked me how Matt had seemed to me over the last few weeks and I told her he had been acting really weird. Something in me or in the way she looked made me ask her what she knew about it all.She simply stood and called out for Matty to come out of his room. I had never heard her call him Matty before and I figured that.