I'd have tried to reach my asshole, to dive my fingersinto his creams and lick it from them. I had sensed his pleasure, wild, arrant,dominant, unaware...of anything but his demands, my fluids gliding over my thighs.I felt this man owning me. Then he stood up. "Let's go to the bedroom, slave. I gotta set you up for the night. Don'tthink you'd be so free as you are now; these cuffs allows too much, but we'llsee. Come on!" "Master, may I have some water? I'm thirsty, terribly?" "Right now, slave!. She started bucking uncontrollably, screaming as she orgasmed spasmodically. Olga came to her own after a few minutes, and realised that Ram was already dressed and ready to leave the room. `Aren't you forgetting something, Mister?' she inquired. Ram looked down at her, still sprawled on the couch, and said,`No, why do you ask?' She crooked her finger at him, and beckoned to him to come closer. As Ram drew closer, she grabbed him by his pants. As he stood there, nonplussed, she expertly undid. " Jeff, I read an article about escorts and prostitutes, both male and female. A lot of them were on drugs and needed to support a habit." I never took crack, cocaine, heroin or any other drugs. I never smoked any marijuana and never even smoked a cigarette. I did use a few enhancement drugs like Viagra but I suppose you can figure out why." Why, Jeff, why did you do it then? Was it the thrill, the money, or an ego thing? I want to understand, Jeff, I really do," asked Amy."At first I was a. "How many times have I told you not to use my bedcovers?" I'm sorry, master," he whispered. He couldn't protest that he'd been freezing during the night. Nor that he suspected Henry was looking for an excuse to punish him."Don't be sorry." The man grasped Simon by the hair and yanked his blond locks viciously upward, eliciting a yelp. "Just don't do it."The synthetic was shaking, hands half raised, as if caught between twin urges to grasp the wrist and aid his aching scalp, or avoid Henry's.