As I rubbed her wet pussy lips, she repeated that I could “do whatever I wanted to her,“ putting an odd emphasis on “whatever.” Taking this as...a hint, I inched my hand lower, gently probing her asshole with my slippery finger. I slipped my right hand underneath her ass and sunk two fingers into her tight hole to get them wet as I rubbed her clit with my left hand. Then, while sucking her tender nipple, I pushed my slippery middle finger into her ass. She moaned, and I slid my left hand down,. Smith let go of her, and nodded, apparently satisfied. Her heart was thudding against her ribs, and she drew a shaky breath. There was no time to relax and attempt to process what had just happened, because she felt those hard, vicious fingers digging in between her legs, probing her, searching for access to that most secret place. She didn’t want him there. The idea disgusted her. She’d always thought of her cunt as exclusively belonging to Birch, and that no matter what other indignities. A moan escaped my lips and I sat there, pulling at my nipples, my hips bucking involuntarily as my orgasm got closer.My eyes opened and I saw the sales girl at the door, her eyes locked on me as she turned the dial, sending me over the edge in an intense orgasm.I lay back exhausted. I could feel her between my legs as she slipped off the vibrating panties. Where the vibrator had been I could feel it being replaced by her tongue, she licked and sucked the juices that flowed from me. She moved in. "I brought you breakfast daddy"Sophia claps her hands twice and a female butler steps into your room, holding a tray of food, wearing nothing but a tight, yellow leather bdsm suit."Hurry up you stupid bitch, my daddy's hungry"Sophia snaps threateningly at her servant who walks hurriedly towards the coffee table next to the bed to place the tray."Now, now Sophia , what did I tell you about treating staff?"You ask as you sit up to enjoy a freshly baked crossiont."Oops, sorry daddy"Sophia giggles.