I didn't really know what to say to you either." Well... I guess we need to compare notes ahead of time so we don't run into each other like that," I ...ay chuckling."Speaking of comparing notes... ahhh... you and Stephanie... when you left the club with her... where did you go?" If I answer your question, will you answer mine?" Ahhh... yea I guess," she says somewhat hesitant and blushing."Okay then, I took her to her apartment. We hung out there awhile. Same question for you, where did you and. ..Then I was to kneel before the blowjobb tainer, the daily requirement was2500 sucks and every 5 a deepthroat in 4 sessions, the rapportautomatically created by the software and sent to MistressThe punishments and daily rules was getting worse and worse, ...she demanded more and more of my time, taking my privileges away from meon by one, no tv, no furniture, no coffee, only water, only threebathrooms brakes, a strict diet, not allowed any money, I got a weeklysmall allowance, she even had me. I wondered if she thought about me hoping as she had boring sex with her hubby she was wishing it was me or if she was alone playing with herself behind her closed eyes was the thought of me kissing her teasing her until she came hard. Anyway just fantasies then one day late at night very drunk I sent her some pretty tame but flirty texts next day sober got the fear but she just laughed it off. We soon started flirting in office and I noticed she would come in make up and hair sharp, slightly. I wished I could be with him right now. I remember his thick cock slicing in and out of my pussy and I started squirming. I couldn’t do this. Finger fucking isn’t going to make me cum this time. I slipped out of bed threw a pair of skimpy booty shorts, a white tank top on, and my favorite leather jacket. I grabbed my tennis shoes and put them on. I glanced at my reflection. My blonde hair hung down to my shoulders and nipples stood erect through my tank top. I smiled. Boy, would Mr. Burkle be.