”“I gave it to him, Johanna. You said yes to the offer, so I gave it to him. Simple. Now, let’s go home. I have a run in my stocking and a massi...e headache.”We waved down a cab and settled into the back. Morgan was in a mood, but I couldn’t let myself get consumed with wondering why. Instead, I focused on the fact that I’d virtually sold my soul to an asshole.An intriguing asshole. A handsome asshole. An asshole, nonetheless. An asshole who would make sure he got all he wanted from me, like an. Marcus, thank you for coming. Please, come in."I was embarrassed that I didn't know Vonna's nationality, only that her skin was naturally darker than mine, and she had a bit of an accent. The apartment was decorated with statues and wall hangings that looked really expensive. I was curious but didn't ask."Can I get you something?" Vonna was dressed in a plain white blouse and a pleated blue skirt that ended above her knees. Her hands were folded in front of her, surrounding full. After our lunch as she not able to resist the pain she asked to get oil. I told her to sit in our bedroom till I get some oil to massage her head. She went in the bedroom and I came back with a bottle of hair-oil. She was lying on the bed when I entered the room. She asked me to sit so that she can put her head on my lap. I agreed and put her head on my lap. I started rubbing oil on her head and massaged slowly on her forehead. While massaging I felt the feeling of her body and became horny. I. Make my new hot lips overflow with your gift. Let me feel the sizzling goo splatter on the lovely, lovely tits you gave me. Cum, sweet Master and make your little doll the happiest bimbo in your world."The former Dawn Summers pushed her china doll face into her Master's coarse pubic hair and came with him.Her hot juices squirted all over her shivering thighs.Fink opened his eyes.He smiled down, watching his sex slave clean his dripping flesh. He patted her head. She sighed and clung to his.