My basement was the training arena. It was dank and dim, with brick walls and a soundproofed door. There was no screaming to be heard in case training...got… a little rigorous. In which case it usually did. Floor to ceiling there were cabinets lining the wall on the west side of the room of all sorts, big and small, concealing various training utensils. Rope was piled in one corner of the room, and chains hung from the ceiling with manacles at the ends of each one. There were three wooden beds. I could sense the powerful orgasm taking over her body as she began to cum. It got harder to hold her down but I did and sucked her as she came. As the convulsions died down somewhat she exploded in laughter which quickly turned to tears. I was shocked and immediately thought this religious woman had huge regrets. I felt momentarily deflated. I began rubbing her shoulders softly and asked what was wrong. I was already working on my apology in my mind. She began mumbling that hasn't happened. This is what led to a sexual relation between us.Whenever she used to call our team for the group meeting to discuss which project we are going to make, I used to stare at her. Every day I attended her class. I never missed her lecture. I used every single excuse so that I could talk to her. I just enjoyed her company a lot.A time came when she gave me her contact number and I was so happy. I thought that I would talk to her but I was scared as what would happen if anything goes wrong.But the. “I thought you were hot the first time I saw you, and my opinion has only grown since then. I would love to have raw sex with you. I’d love to make mad love to you. I’d love to let you do whatever you wanted to do to me. Is that clear enough for you, Dummy?”My damn cock kept growing and getting harder until it had reached the point that it took over where my brain should have been. I took the few steps that separated us until I was standing with my cock bulge only two feet from Gage’s face. He.