He actually wanted rules. My rules and routines. Hedesperately needed to surrender control. To give authority and responsibilityfor his life to me in ...rder to reach his true potential both as my slave and asa man , Fortunately or otherwise for him I have really enjoyed taking control.Taking everything away from him so that I am to become his entire life. Today hehas no control over anything anymore and I sometimes wonder if he secretly now hasregrets that he gave up so much.It wouldbe too bad. “Otherwise I’d cream her, and Alex knows it.”My lizard brain immediately wondered exactly what kind of creaming she had in mind. I rubbed her back between her shoulder blades. She smiled and purred.“I think I’d like to see that, Aída.”She poked me.“I’ll bet you would, Michael.”I kept up my mini-backrub until Alejandra and her opponent came out on the court for the coin toss. Alejandra won and chose to serve.It was a three-hour slugfest. Alejandra finally won, 6-4, 4-6, 7-5, but she had to fight. I teased her with my fingers as I slide them up and down her slit. I couldn't resist anymore and slide them straight inside her meeting no resistance. “Uuhhh Jac, it's been too long since I've felt another touch.” She groaned her knees going a little weak. I started to slide my fingers in and out of her faster and faster. She held her hands against her thighs to try and keep up right but the pleasure was getting too much for her. “I need you right now” she said with an aggressive tone as she. Her summoning was easy; I just had to fuck a girl at sunset. Astarte would possess her body until dawn, amusing herself with depraved sex. The demoness would only grant one wish, and only a small thing. Hopefully, sexual stamina was small enough.After that, I browsed the posts on the Ghost of Paris. It was all over social media about my 'haunting' of the girl's locker room yesterday. Just thinking of those fine, young things I fucked yesterday got my dick hard again. I took one girl's.