“You’re on, ” I grinned. “Meet you back here in five minutes!” This last was said while I was already rising to go. Not wishing to look chic...en, he rose quickly, scr****g his leg against the table.“Five minutes!” he agreed.Staring at myself in the bathroom mirror, I tried to comprehend what was happening to me. Firstly, why did I even come here? How had I let myself get into such a state? Why – and here’s the biggie – did I suggest kissing him, nice as it was? And finally, which item was I. “Yes god, go faster, girl, harder, fuck, go harder. I need to cum, shit, I really need it, faster, faster, make me cuuuuuummmm!”I went rigid, my legs pressed together so that they squeezed my pussy, making me jerk with orgasmic jolts, as I imprisoned Jhanky’s hot, wet hand in my wet cunt. She was still jiggling her fingers along my slot, and deeply into my hot hole. It was a wonderful feeling.I watched her face, nervous, intent, but seeming to enjoy how she was making me writhe and whimper and. I am his for whatever purpose he needs, because he is the only man who has ever truly understood the desire, the craving, the hunger in me that's never truly satisfied.He keeps me in a bra and pantyhose most of the time, barefoot for the most part, but when I'm restrained and standing I must be wearing high heels. My hands are always bound. Always. If I need assistance, I must call the woman he's hired as a live-in "attendant" if he happens to be out of the house.Tonight I'm on the couch,. Ill see you in about 15 minutes. Ok Debbie, sounds good. When I hung up, Sara told me that I could go get dressed to greet Debbie at the door. We dont want to shock her all at once, right? Probably not Miss Sara. As I walked past her removing the apron she reached out and grabbed me by my dick. Just a minute Jack, I have to get a taste of that big prick. She pushed the head of my cock in her mouth and gave it a few bobs. mmmm pretty good, thank you Jack, you may continue. I just finished.