As I did, I felt Jake moving his hand to the small of my back holding me down firmly again. At least now it was comfortable, with my head on the pillo...s.My butt was still up in his lap, his cock repositioned there, and again it was stroking through the crack of my ass. That wonderful sticky wet mushroom cap head constantly oozed precum everywhere inside the crack of my ass as I felt him pulling my cheeks apart, driving that big black cock through my deep valley, then squeeze my cheeks closed. Not with this Master. From the beginning I have seenhis face and I must say I have never had more intense cyber sex. He insistsI look deep into his eyes as he tells me what a useless slut and sissy Iam. He makes me degrade myself in front of him, crawl to him, or prance andmince around the room while he criticises any hint of masculinity inme. His biggest turn ons, he tells me, are sissies, slaves, maids andStepford wives. I shall be all of these for him he informs me.I'm still on probation. ’ I chuckled, ‘I’m almost sorry I can’t be there to influence the outcome. Not that it would make any difference to Harold. He’s deaf to my BS.’ ‘I think it’s a lot more important for you to get yourself some rest and restore yourself. Cassie said you were going to St. Maarten. You’re really going to enjoy it there. It’s a fascinating island with two completely different parts. I was there a few years ago and loved it.’ ‘I’m looking forward to it, although I’d be a lot happier if you were there. “Seriously,” I assured her, not sure if I should be admitting something so personal to someone I have only known through an online sex site.“But... like how... really?” I could practically hear the shock in her voice as the little black box had flashed up on my screen.“Haha, yeah, but you would still fuck me?” I teased her.“I actually would, and I hate that you know that.” It felt like her reply came through as fast as I had sent mine out.There was something special about this girl; you can.