. Sir.”“That’s fine, Nadine. I’ll call you ... let’s see ... how does slut sound?”“It suits me, Sir.”“Good, we agree that you’re a...slut. Now, among other things I’m going to slap you around and probably call you filthy names. You won’t be feeling all that good tomorrow, but you’ll definitely keep thinking about tonight.”“I want you to start playing with yourself.”“You mean masturbate ... Sir?”“Yes, you stupid cow, I mean masturbate.” Paul reached out with his right hand and squeezed her face. Realizing Daniel would most likely be getting changed in the laundry I slipped into a yellow dress that I know reveals a lot of cleavage, purposefully forgetting to wear panties or a bra. I walked to the laundry and found Daniel in nothing but his underwear. He was just about to get into a dry pair of jeans when I screamed 'STOP'. Daniel looked up with a quizzical look on his face. 'Allow me' I said. I moved towards him and got down on my knees in front of him. My eyes were at the height of his. There was a pause. “Why don’t you sleep with her?” he said. I raised my head and looked at him. “I might.” I said, intending it as a joke. I felt him stiffen slightly. “Really? Do you want me to tell her you’re interested?” I propped myself up on my elbow. “What are you now? My pimp?” I grinned. “Tell her I’ll fuck her for a thousand pounds – I don’t come cheap.” “No, noisily is the adjective I’d use.” “Noisily is an adverb, you illiterate Doctor.” I reached down and grabbed his cock, slightly. I began to unbutton the blouse that I had put on earlier. I continued to kiss him as I undid his belt and the button on his jeans. It wasn't very long before we both were naked and in each others arms again. Daniel kissed me all over my body and licked and sucked on my nipples. He made his way down my stomach and began to give my clit small kisses. He would lick it and suck on it, he could tell it was turning me on because he looked up at me with his mouth full of my pussy and smiled at me. I.