Caroline had suggested that they should try some 'role play games' and, for the very first time, Angela had called her 'Mistress'.At first there had b...en little flickers of resistance but Caroline was so gently insistent that spankings soon became a regular part of their sessions together; indeed, more and more they became the entirety of their sessions together. The niggles inside Angela were put aside as, increasingly, she craved the inner peace that came as, shrugging the burdens of life. She decided to move away and we lost touch. One night, after being away for a few months, I went back to the club. It was a slow night and between me and a couple other guys, we pretty much had all the attention we could muster from the girls. There was one that remember me and the fact that I had dated the bartender. She sat down and gave me some real bad news, the bartender had died. I was pretty shook up and she offered to stay at my table and talk. For the rest of the evening the. I paraded my half hard cock as I walked up to her saying "C'mon ... this is a nude massage session isn't it?"."Are you in a hurry?" she replied sarcastically."Fuck yeh ... I want you naked now rubbing that sexy body against mine" I told her.Reluctantly she popped her bra catches with it tumbling from her youthful tits, revealing their nice shape and their hard red nipples.I walked closer, picking her up and sitting her on the edge of the massage table. My hands went immediately to her tits,. Her mournful eyes looked up at him and she could only utter a simple mumbled, “Pwwweaaeeee” around the tip of the handle as he pulled it slowly back out from between her lips.He smirked, “Please what? my pretty little slave. Please fuck your ass? Please impale your pussy with my big dick? Please fill your mouth again with my balls and then cock?”He grabbed her hair and lowered his heated face to her sobbing and obviously distressed one, “Which hole do you choose? you pathetic lazy slut…Come on.