“Fuck, Olivia!” he swore. “God, baby! You’ve got nothing to worry about. There’s not a woman on earth that sucks cock better than you do.”...he continued this onslaught, tormenting his cock, until her greedy pussy demanded attention. She climbed on Steve’s lap and lowered herself onto his rigid pole. Moans escaped both of their lips as she pressed her body against his and rode him hard and fast.He reached between them and rubbed her clit with decadent circles. Her hard nipples poked into his bare. Inod my head."Not good enough!" She struts over to me and kisses me on the cheek."Be a good slut." And then jackhammers me with a strong, stronger thanI could have expected, punch on my arm. I know what I should say."Yes Mistress!"She smiles and strokes my hair for a moment and struts back. "Thesecond part of you is post interviews, where you share what you felt,when you were used. Be candid, cry, and be honest. Got it?" Yes Mistress!" Last is your private life, where you eat and do and will be. Soon, it wastime for bed. I removed my makeup, and washed my face and hair. My lips werestill red from the lipstick (she must have used a semi-permanent kind) but Ididn't care, I'd be putting more on, tomorrow anyway. I like wearinglipstick. And, of course, my nail polish was still bright and shiny...I wasglad to see that. I undressed, hung up my clothes, and slipped into my newfrilly nightgown with my new panties underneath. I had to work them over mybulge, the day's excitement still not. She then undid the buttons of my dress and it dropped to the ground,leaving me naked and blushing. My hands immediately went to cover my non-existent breasts instead of the raging hard-on and Lee giggled. "You eventhink like a girl," she said in that syrupy voice of hers.Lee gently lowered me to the ground and untied my hobbled ankles. Shethen started kissing me all over, sucking on my nipples and nibbling myear. As I writhed and moaned on the grass, she got up, dropped her owndress and mounted.