’ ‘Oh hush. Give me my wallet.’ Mallory said and held out her hand. ‘That’s a cute picture of you and your sister by the way. I love the pig...ails. What were you six?’ Mallory gasped. ‘You went through my wallet?’ ‘Hey I had to make sure it belonged to you.’ Ryan said, throwing his hands up in the air. Mallory shook her head. ‘You’re office is empty. I’m assuming you’re off for lunch?’ ‘Yeah.’ ‘For how long?’ ‘I’ve got another hour.’ ‘Oh good. Come on. I’ve wanted to try that little diner. .. don't do this... I'll do whatever you want... anything... I'll be your slave... don't let them rape me..."Her ex-boyfriend and new owner brought the belt down again, this time right on her spread pussy, making her whole body convulse in agony. "Don't forget the rules, bitch. Master is the only name you get to address me by. And speaking of names," he tapped the underlined blank spot on the whiteboard, "yours isn't Emily anymore."He pulled a marker out of his pocket. "Fucktoys need new. She tried to close her legs, winced slightly, then decidedto rest her right ankle on her left knee."First", Anna began, "My name is Anna" John" came the softly spoken reply"Well, John, something very odd has happened, and I'm afraid I have noexplanation. I do think, I request, that you please stay with me until wecan figure out what to do next." That seems sensible" John murmured.As John grew more relaxed on the sofa, he became aware of some otherfeelings. He was feeling a little light headed. After rubbing a dollop of lube onto his fat cockhead Phil positioned himself between the blonde’s legs and pushed home. The ecstasy of warm assguts enveloping his cock made Phil cry out loud, his cries matching those of the blond as he received what he had been longing for. The young stud sure had the inches but the blond wondered if he knew what to do with them. He was not disappointed as Phil stated to thrust about in his ass using every technique he had ever experienced, read about and.