.. Bitch, what have you ... ooooh, done to me?”Candace gasped, “Don’t talk to master like that.”Katerina seemingly thankful the new girl had t...ansgressed so quickly, “Master, shall we punish her for her impudence?”“Punish? Punish, yes- no, wait no!”Candace and Katerina both turned to ‘him’ with confused looks. Master was acting rather strange. Emily had to think fast, she couldn’t tell them the truth just yet, what if they were too far gone? Stockholm Syndrome was certainly a likelihood given. She recently started doing some amateur modeling for different clothing lines. Her first photographer was a good guy but for some reason she didn't like him so she went looking for a new one. She was getting offers from the internet and she picked a guy named William. She and I looked at some of his work he had posted on line. All of his models had a similar build to my wife. Five foot four-ish and all around a hundred pounds. She made a date to meet him one Tuesday morning. I had to work so I. And that stench reeked throughout the office and supplyroom. And the coffeemaker from the big discount store was made in amanner commensurate with its price.Closing time could not come fast enough.My hopes of leaving the office at 5 vanished at 4:50. A telephone callfrom the manufacturing plant down the road: flooded washrooms, numerousparts required asap. I called the staff in and briefed them on theimperative. Under our contract with the plant, we were required todeliver needed parts within. She jolts her hips back and forth and her body is overcome with pleasure, screaming into her gag as her orgasm washes over her body. Her orgasm continues to hit her wave after wave as Ryan continues to fuck her, grunting as he nears his own orgasm. After another minute, Ryan finally let's out one last grunt as his muscles contract and shoots his cum deep inside her ass. Miranda can feel stream after stream of cum splash deep inside her. Ryan finally slows, keeping his softening cock inside.