“You nasty ass slut. You got four loads of man cum in your worthless ass, and I’m not even talkin bout the one I shot down your throat, and you st...ll hot for some more dick. Pupa, I do believe you have found your calling.’ I spoke in cadence to my power strokes. You…ain’t…nothin…but…a…cock lovin…cumdump cunt. Take my goddamn dick, take that shit, take it…take it…take it!” I roared and splattered my cum inside her hot sissy pussy walls. I came so hard, as I roared and felt my own saliva as it. But within these four walls, he is simply 'Sir'. Not Nigel. And never, never 'Master'. He hates that word with a passion. I was here for using it, repeatedly, knowing he didn't like it. I was here for being a brat.THWAP!His playroom mostly looks a lot like a sumptuous home gym. It's well lit, with lots of mirrors on the walls. There's a stationary cycle, a treadmill, a high-end tanning bed, and a Bowflex exercise machine. A few free weights are stacked on a wooden rack. There's a glassed-in. He looked down "looking for something miss" he said, my reply "can i suck your cock please" he grind "yup" and got out. he took my hand lead me to the back of his rig and opened the doors. It was loaded with a few feet of open space. He got in and helped me up. "you must be a real slut to be looking for a cock to suck in this downpour" no rely by me but me getting to my knees and rubbing his cock. He pulled it out I took hold of it and took the head in my mouth. OMG he yelled you are a slut and. I know you’re strong. And I know everyone will say how strong you are, what fortitude you’re showing, how noble you seem.“And I know you’ll be dying inside, and won’t say or show anything about that.”She paused, as if trying to decide something.“So,” she finally smiled, “I’ve made a little plan.”She looked up, and called out, “Veronica! Would you come in here, please, dear?”I looked up, baffled. What the hell was she up to? She had always surprised me, since the first, snowy night we’d met.“I.