Of course the absurd nature of what was happening was lost in the pleasure I was now masking in pretence of sl**p. I was being sexually assaulted and ...njoying it. He could not be aware I was now squeezing of my thighs, trying to stimulate my clitoris, and this mearly told my attacker, he was twisting the fuck me button, now superbly erect and sticking out front on my bare breast. As I quietly squirmed and eased forward on the seat, he shifted ever so easily, carefully manipulating my nipple and. We grabbed them and started throwing them at each other. We were very excited at a point we missed them and instead of pillows, we were into each others’ arms. I looked up into his eyes and they were looking mischievous. He grabbed me and hugged me tight. His chest was crushing my sweet boobs. Even before I could think of resisting, I was melting in his arms. I felt like I am with someone very close to my heart. I had never experienced this feeling and didn’t resist either. He lifted my chin. I pulled her up and spun her around pushing her back onto the couch but this time in a sitting/semi-reclining position. "Open those legs!" I said, slapping her inner thighs repeatedly. She opened her legs wide and I saw once again how soaked her pussy was. "You keep those legs open like that or I'll make you wish you had, whore!" "Yes Master," she said. I didn't know whether she would or not, as my little slut occasionally disobeys me just so I'll punish her. But either way I was going to win,. I picked up her panties and bra and gave them to her as she walked out the door. I watched Brianna's ass sway back and forth while she walked down my driveway. Then I went back outside to finish mowing the lawn.The next day rolled around and I did some work around the house before I knew it was evening. I took a shower and got dressed in khaki shorts and a polo shirt for the evening. I walked over to Brianna's house after about 15 minutes I arrived at her house. I walked up to her door and rang.