Again, he spanked me, keeping up the dirty talk, calling me a filthy slut, a cock-eyed whore, promising me a fuck that I wouldn’t believe. I squeale... again with each stroke, begging him to put it in me but to please be gentle. “Please, Daddy. Please fuck me. But please be gentle. My ass is so tight and your cock is so thick. Please don’t hurt me, Daddy. Fuck my ass nice and I’ll be a good boy, I promise.” He chuckled and leaned over, whispering in my ear. “Don’t worry, boy. You’ll love it.” His. " "Good. You must have noticed that we left your belt on you. We did that for a two reasons. First, we wondered why it was so thick, when it wasn't really even needed to hold up your pants. We wanted you to feel it against your skin. Second, you threatened to 'beat our fucking asses,' if we didn't let you go earlier. I think you would have used that thick belt on us, so we're going to use it on you, for just that same purpose. You will also learn who are the bosses, and who is the slave!" I. Stapleton “ Any limit on fingers, Sally, do you think you could take a fist for example?” Sally’s legs seemed to open wider of their own accord “ Happy to work up to everything and anything Mr Stapleton, does it all have a bearing on my bonus?” Stapleton “ As you saw on Tuesday the amount of deposits you receive equal more bonus for you so I guess the more exciting you are to a client the more money you make, Sally. Is there anything you won’t do? Sally thought for a moment “ No I don’ t think. He heard her sudden intake of breath. ‘Oh!’ she said, but didn’t move. Marcus resumed watching what was happening in the locker room. The guy Carol was sucking must have been the one who’d come, because Carol’s face was all shiny with pearlescent, sticky white goo. The guy was still standing in front of her and she clung to his hips as his friend continued slamming into her. ‘Give it to me! Harder! Fuck me harder!’ Carol groaned, digging her fingers into the standing man’s ass so hard it made.