My phone rang, it was him demanding the password. I requested my payment. You will never be paid. I informed him I could change his web site front pag... advising you are not paying any due accounts and I was within the law because he does owe me money for web work. I will give you 3 hours to arrange and be in my account or I will change it. I hung up. I pictured him ranting and raving, carrying on like a spoilt kid.I continued to clear other emails for clients and completed their web site. My success aged only 25 had been phenomenal as I had a regular group of wealthy clients who paid top dollar - $500.- per session - to have their butts fucked by a muscular young stud with a ten inch rock hard cock. They also appreciated the pre-penetration care I took to ensure that they were well lubed and would have a really pleasant experience. I was in the happy state of having so many clients that I simply could accept no more and had a waiting list of guys who wanted to use my services.. Had to keep it a little quiet with the boy in the house – but the memory from the afternoon was there. We both slept that night like satisfied lovers should. I woke up a little later than I normally would on Sunday. I went downstairs and let the dog out and then headed out front to get paper. On the way back into the house was a small sticky note on the front screen door frame. The only thing on it was a web address. I went inside, let the dog in and fed him then went downstairs and fired up. But Lauren doesn’t let me as she quickly moves off my body and stands behind me again.She doesn’t make me wait long for the next hit and I cry out as she makes contact, the crop harshly stinging the two marks already left on my ass.“Three,” I pant out finally as I catch my breath.“Are you ready for the last one, baby?”“Yes, miss. Please, miss.”“And you will try to be a good girl next time? You won’t sass your mistress so casually?”“I’ll be a good girl, miss,” I say, but I don’t even know if she.