“That’s better, a whore should mind her manners,” he slapped me with just the right amount of force, allowing me to cringe, my begging spilling ...ut from me without thinking.“Yes, sir, I’ll do whatever you want!” I kissed him, “just tell me what you want and I’ll do it, no matter what it is.” I trill, I mean, signposting much?“Come with me,” he orders, climbing off the bed.I scramble to follow, crawling behind him.“Good bitch. Lean back against the toilet.”“Yes, sir!” I sit against the cold. His face and mouth felt like that of a man, strong and square with just the feel of light stubble. I have a shortly cropped beard, so likely he felt that more than I felt his stubble but the kiss said - MAN. What a feeling.I pulled back from the kiss, assessing my growing sense of control. I held his face with both hands and studied him. "You look just gorgeous Zach. I'm going to kiss that cunt mouth of yours again and stick my tongue down your throat, cunt." I was now the one growling and that. . I'm still a virgin back there."That got Mr. Meat's attention. She was ass-cherry?"Ryan?" I still hadn't said anything. I was now hard again and still hadn't gotten off. Maybe I could score a touchdown!"Ryan?" There was that small voice again. The same voice she was using in the school hallway. That was probably triggering my memory of that night in the Mustang."Ryan, I don't want to deny you anything. You're my guy. You already took my throat. First time for me, you know." I knew she hadn't. You've brightened the place up." I don't suppose you know where the safe is?" Of course! It's through there in the old man's office." She pointed to a door behind her. "Here, I'll show you." She got to her feet. "Ooh, I guess I ought to do this properly," she said raising her hands above her head in a gesture of surrender as she walked across to the door to another office. I watched her rear. With her tight black skirt and her high heels tapping on the wooden office floor, I was enjoying the.