Plus Damon was her ex’s friend and a couple years younger not to mention a cocky little shit, that in a way she couldn’t stand… But he was also ...n attractive single male in a small town full of fat old rednecks that didn’t exactly spark Paige’s interest.Paige said her good-byes to Sarah and headed out on the dock to tan.About an hour had past and Paige was half asleep in the sun when she heard a pick-up pull up to the store. She faintly heard Sarah and Damon talking followed by the sounds of. "I want you to do bad things to me. I want to be your dirty little kitty."Those were my last "human" words for a while, and she took them to heart, using me as I needed and wanted to be used. Roughly, she turned me over, pushing me into the mattress with her weight, her strength fueled by lust."Don’t move!" she commanded, and I obeyed, laying there, her legs straddling my waist, the warm wetness of her pussy rubbing against the small of my back as she reached drew her nails over my shoulder. A large wave of hot air covers your naked body and fills you with more excitement.You dive head first and then your entire body is inside a dark, moist, hot cave. Your lower half lands on her her tongue, almost bringing you to orgasm, until your surroundings changed. It might have been due to a foreign object entering a tender and sensitive zone, but your usually static Mistress turns herself over knocking you around your encloser. You had no light, or sense of direction. What you did have was. She looked in the mirror at herself, it was ok for home wear but she couldn't see herself wearing it outside."Want breakfast," her brother asked."Yeah sure," she said and noticed immediately that his eyes zeroed on to her half exposed bust. His lustful look started her pussy itching again. She realized that unconsciously she had deliberately dressed to titillate him. What would my psychology tutor think if she told him, she thought.After breakfast she sat on the patio and read the paper, her.