The Master fucked him hard and ruthless.Michael began to like it, to love it. He screamed “Master, Master, aaaaaaaaaaah, yes please give it to me, l...t it out on me, uunhh, give it your all!”And he recieved a heavy slap for that, while being fucked hardly. It burned on his cheek, but Michael liked it. He groaned with lust and pain. He wanted to shout something again to have another slap, but Master was quicker than him. With a swift swing of his hand he ripped loose Michaels footbondings, and. She had been so preoccupied that it startled her to realize that she was at her office. She went to her office, took out some papers she had started the day before, and set her mind to check what she had done. It was all correct, so she did the few things she had left, and put them away. She was just closing the drawer when she heard a knock at the door. "Come in." she answered. It was Mary. "Hi, Honey. How's Sharon, today?" She came around the desk and gave her a hug. She took a seat across. "I... get these dreams about you."Laura scooted forward in her chair. "Tell me about them." Not here." Jonelle shook her head. "Too... you know. Too too." Would you like to go for a ride? You could tell me about them then?"Jonelle perked up. "That might be nice."They paid for the drinks, leaving them half-finished, and walked to Laura's car. Laura drove toward the bridge."Now you can tell me," she whispered. "We're alone." Are you driving to your place?" Jonelle asked."Do you want me. In fact, such a situation was how her whole twisted saga with Matt had started that night that Brad had introduced them. She bit her lip at the thought of Matt and a shiver ran through her body. She was now regularly hooking up with him, pretty much whenever he contacted her. She was even having sex with him. As it turned out, that crazy ‘one time’ thing in his basement that afternoon hadn’t been so ‘one time’ after all. He’d fucked her again a few times, including earlier that week. Rachel.