She turned around and we began a sixty nine. Her sounds of slurping and sucking were like a symphony to my ears and felt like heaven to my cock. I lap...ed her pussy and tongued her deep as I fingered her anus. She began humping my face. I tasted her pre-cum and told her to turn around. She stopped sucking and stood up. “Bend me over your desk” She said as she turned her back to me and leaned over putting her hands on the desk. I walked up behind her and pushed into her immediately. I saw no. 'You know, I think you were beginning to enjoy that, you slut,' he said,'I'll bet that last "No!" was more because you wanted me to continue than becauseyou have finally been defiled. Maybe I should add Lust to your list of sins?' 'No, no, please, I never want to go through that again!' pleaded Bethany. 'Okay, but you still have Greed and Pride to atone for. I have some thingsto sort out, but in the mean time, I am going to have you stand right hereand think about your crimes, and what I could. My cock was throbbing in my jeans so i eventually gave in and went down on her she was moaning with pleasure though i tried to hold her mouth so not to wake my partner she just couldnt stop i got her over the couch lifted her skirt and ripped of her panties and sunk my throbbing cock deep inside her and started to fuck her tight wet pussy my partner shot up n shouted what the fuck i tried to pull away nothing else i could do or say but to my suprise my partner walked over and started to kiss me. She was on her knees, her legs spread wide so that her shaved snatch was lewdly displayed for the camera, and her fingers danced over her own flesh until she came again. And there was a camera. And she was staring at it. And she was chanting. Marie heard her own voice, a docile monotone repeating, ‘Master owns me, I am a good slave girl, Master owns me, I am a good slave girl,’ over and over and over again. Marie wondered how long she’d been saying it. Marie wondered why she wasn’t stopping..