Shit I was so fucking wet. NO! The point of this fantasy was to have pictures. Make the shoot. This is a business proposition and my fantasy about dom...nance, not sex.“Now the rest Ed.”With that, he began stroking himself, the oil making his cock glisten, stiffening a bit more…not too erect or he’d never fit into the cock and balls of the costume. I’d seen that monster avatar of his.“Alright, done. What now Mistress?” That smile again.I grabbed him by the waist, tempted to grab him elsewhere,. Our drug supply was running low, however, so we were going to stop at a female contact’s home to ‘refill’. She lived there with her sister. They were both pretty hot, and I was hoping me and Gonzo would could fuck both of them before we left. ‘Oh hello, you two.’ Jane said, looking up from the hotel book for a moment as Charlie and Lucy came in holding something. ‘Hey, Jane. Who’s fucking who right now?’ asked Charlie. ‘Oh, some awful journalist named Raoul Duke is about to get some drugs. “Nothing in you is yours to keep; you are fuckmeat–Mine to enjoy when, where and how I see fit.”Fireworks exploded in her head and her cunt. She was lost in an orgasm so intense that she felt she was spinning up to the center of the sun. Her cries became incoherent screams and she tumbled deeper and deeper through space. She managed to gasp out, “Please. . . Master. . . let me. . . stop . . . cumming.”He increased the pace of His thrusting inside her and His. ‘knock, knock!’ I hesitated to provide some level of suspense. I was hot for this dirty girl, I wanted to punish her badly, so badly that she would never crave for another. My mane-like greasy hair, for which I was named the Wolf of the Forest, was slumped across my face, my skin on fire, standing to attention as she waited for my response. “Who is there, at the door of Grandma’s?” I asked in my husky, dark voice. My sex dripping in anticipation. “It is I, your Red Riding Hood, I have come to.