‘My pleasure slut’ I reply and we both know I mean it. Removing my foot I lean down and grabbing your chin pull your face to mine.‘How does your...bladder feel whore?’. Earlier I had presented you with 2 litres of very cold water and gave you minutes to drink it all without spilling any. Sadly for you, in your hurry to complete the task you gagged and had allowed a few drops to trickle down your chin – just as I hoped you would. ‘Very full Mistress’ There’s a pleading in your eyes which amuses me. I hear a door slam shut and someone running thru my house. It's 9:30pm on a Friday. Paying no attention to this because friends of mine pass thru jus to grab food and shit. Someone knocks on the bathroom door. "I'm in the shower" I announce. And the knocking stops. "Hello?" I ask awaiting a reply. Nothing. The door opens. And a woman climbs in the shower with me. No idea who the hell she is but she's hot as hell and I say to her "who the hell are you?" She says "quiet, I don't wan anyone. He sped to our home and we were inside in minutes. He hurried me upstairs to our bedroom and began undressing me as he undressed. I have never seen him is such a state of sexual frenzy.“What is it Edward, what is wrong?” I asked him.“I need to be inside you right now,” is all he said in return, and with that, he picked me up and dropped me on my back and was between my thighs.He rubbed his prick up and down me a few times which did make me start to drip and wet his glans. And immediately he. We talked and got to know each other properly – discussing books, politics, science and art. We found ourselves continually aroused, flirting and teasing with tell-tale inexperience.Our sessions of self-pleasure were an open secret, something we pretended to ignore out of misbegotten shyness – until the time came when Nathan asked if he could watch me. My heart leapt into my chest with a potent mix of anxiety and arousal. I enthusiastically consented, and I could immediately see him shift.