The mischievous Domme reached into her coat pocket and extracted a small vial. She uncapped it, removed the dropper and quickly brought it to the rim ...f the glass. She squeezed its milky white contents onto the surface of his beverage. She then stirred it with her finger before pocketing the vial and moving his drink back into position.She felt his lips leave her boot a few seconds later and a red-faced Camilo popped back up and took his seat. Vivian’s smile was pleased and devilish.“Very good,. John circled around in front of her and rested the bamboo cane flat across her belly. The slave -- nameless since her arrival several weeks ago -- tried not to look at his face, but she was drawn irresistibly, her feeling of complete submission more and more complete every time she looked into those dead, black eyes. As much as she hated to admit it to herself, he was the reason she came here. Joe was cruel and Tiffany was inventive, but John was completely merciless. It was only John, she. When she sat back up she had a swollen cheek and a cracked lip."You're gonna get it when Donnie hears about this," she warned him with a scowl.Cameron was frozen in fear. Part of him wanted to run from the room while another part of him thought he should beg for forgiveness. However, one more part of him was laughing on the inside. She wasn’t making fun of him anymore was she? "Did you hear me?" she shouted at him. Before she even finished her sentence, he struck her again, this time with his. She moaned as he stretched her to the limit, easing his manhood in a little farther with each new push until finally, he was all the way in. She found herself biting the cushions, not quite certain how to react to the pain, or to the pleasure.And then he was easing into her again. Soon, all thought of the pain vanished and she could feel her body responding. She moaned again, arching her ass back to meet his newest attack as she felt those familiar feelings building within her.She moaned.