. I'll be your slave... don't let them rape me..."Her ex-boyfriend and new owner brought the belt down again, this time right on her spread pussy, mak...ng her whole body convulse in agony. "Don't forget the rules, bitch. Master is the only name you get to address me by. And speaking of names," he tapped the underlined blank spot on the whiteboard, "yours isn't Emily anymore."He pulled a marker out of his pocket. "Fucktoys need new names, helps them learn they're not really people anymore. . This makes it hard to go somewhere to be alone where you can be alone. It was a bowling alley style place. Long and thin with the main bar on one wall and the tables on the opposite wall. This particular restaurant did a lot of infusions and natural mixed ingredients. I had something with vodka, honey, and floral essences. It was tasty and set the mood.“I am so glad you called!”Colleen sat across the table from me and drank something purple. Her tight jeans highlighted her ass and a loose,. There was still a few hours before my Mom got home. “I can run down to the corner store and get you some batteries, if you like.” I said. My Aunt smiled again. “No! I don’t want to be a burden. I just wish there was something I could do, besides tugging on my own swollen nipples. My hands our hurting and it takes for ever. Plus they squirt everywhere and cause a big mess.” She said. “I don’t mind running down to the store. I’m a fast runner.” I said. “I can see that, your so big and. I couldn't take it anymore, I wanted him to fuck me. I grabbed his head and told him, "I want you to fuck me right now." Without hesitation, he worked his way up to my face and began kissing me. The kisses were no longer soft, but passionate and wet. I began taking off his shirt and unbuttoning his pants. He thrusted on top of my aching pussy. Then he whispered, "Tell me again you want me to fuck you." I pulled his head in and said, "I want you to fuck the shit of me."He grabbed and then.