?Oh god Mistress, please please fuck me?? I tugged the chain harder, rubbing my palm round his large, sensitive head.He squealed. ?I can't hear you.? ... really couldn't, at least not all of it.I knew I had broken him and made him beg. It was hard for Jack to swallow thatpride. But it was not enough. ?Louder, Jack.? I slapped his cock with the backof my hand once, hard. He jerked forward, groaning and grunting. ?Mistress, please let me cum?? Labouredbut loud and clear this time, it made me happy.. I felt her hips begging for attention under me. I then heard her whisper in my ear, “Please… please…. take me!”I told her, “Make Paul hear it. Make him know you want cock. Make him know you want MY cock!”“God dammit…. fuck me!” she pleaded.While I was rubbing the head of my cock along her slippery gash I told her, “Not until you tell Paul what you need.” Aroused more than she had ever been, she screamed, “Paul. I need his cock. I need to feel a man’s cock fucking me!”Tears of desperation began. I'm sure you'd agree since you love my slutty side.He said, "Get in my car and we'll sort this out." I turned off my car and joined him in his vehicle. He said he had recently gotten married and asked if that was a problem. I said that I was also married and it didn't bother me a bit. I asked him what he was looking for and what I had to do to get out of having to pay for the damages. He said his wife was great and she satisfied him for the most part but that she didn't like sucking cock. When. Finally catching one through the cloth gag he bit her erect nipple hard. She let off a ferocious roar and rapidly pulled herself off his cock and leaked her juices straight in to his eager mouth while moaning to herself in pure ecstasy. She then removed the rope holding him to the chair and locked him down arms and legs to the floor. She wrapped her feat around his dripping cock and gave him a vigorous foot job. He could not take it much longer; his cock was getting to breaking point. She then.