He had to be at least nine inches long and I cried out as he rammed it home, his balls slapping on my body. He began steady strokes and I thrust into ...im, stroke for stroke, driving into him, wanting more as he picked up speed. His thrusts became for f***eful and at times painful. He had unbelievable stamina and I came twice more before he pushed deep into me and slammed it in several times. I felt him pulse within me and before long, he withdrew. I felt his lips on mine and he was gone. I lay. I couldnt even think straight anymore. My thoughts were all focused on those sexy black curves. It probably took only a couple of minutes till I had to tell my mistress that I am close to an orgasm. "Dont cum. Keep stroking. From 1 to 10, how close are you?" she replied. I was at a solid 9. I still had control, but I could feel that I was ready to cum anytime. She laughed at me, "You are pathetic. I will make you a good pet. Slow down, but keep stroking. You are not allowed to cum within the. As the bus drove away, the three of us just stood looking at each other. “What’s your name darling?” Julie asked. “I’m Claire, Julie, I know you and I’ve seen you several times on the bus, but you’ve never done that to a guy before.” She replied. “He looks sexy though doesn’t he and you liked what you saw?” Claire just nodded and shyly looked at me. “Are you a virgin, Claire?” Julie asked, kind of rudely. “No, not at all, just had little experience at it, that’s all.” “I noticed you on. I held her tightly by her delicate neck and yanked her out of the bed."Please. Just let us go." she sobbed. "Owh!" Every time you talk without permission, I will shock you." I warned and nudged her forward with the cattle prod. She limply went to the spot where I had laid the dog bowls. I grabbed one of the nearby chain and then locked it into her collar hook. It had a mechanism that required some skills to open so no slave could open it on the fly and escape."Now, get down on your four.".