"You will never be my master, Mr. André. At best you will be my boss. But if I listened carefully to you, it seems there is no part-time job for me h...re. Or am I wrong?", I asked brutally."Hey man!... If your going to start like this, then you can immediately hand in your access pass and identification tag as well.", he said indignantly to me. I pulled the dog tag from my chain and placed it together with the fuel card and the access card on the Leather gear on his desk. And asked him, "Is. I mentioned that I wanted to get started watching the game, but it seems that L had other plans. "You can watch the game, that's fine. But you'll do it my way." With that, she ordered me up the steps to retrieve the horse I had put together. She followed behind me with her arms full of rope. "Strip off the blouse, slut, I don't want it getting ruined." She had me place the horse in the middle of the living room right in front of the tv. L cuffed my legs to a spreader bar then tied them. I wondered if his sperm carried half his IQ. Not that it’d do me any good, no matter where I take it, I never seem to get any smarter. He leaned close, his cock, still mostly erect, pressed on my stomach leaving little snail trails on my skin. I rocked my pussy up against it a little, just because it felt good. He rested his forehead on mine and looked into my eyes. I gave him a quick kiss and pushed him off. I pulled up my jeans and walked to the edge of the cliff. He managed to do his jeans. And then you kneel, taking my length into your mouth in one swift movement, teeth raking the length of my shaft as you do... I let out another involuntary moan, my hands in your hair, as you suck me, stroking my cock, your tongue flicking.Pausing, looking up at me, that faux-innocent look... "you like?"My response is to tilt my hips, forcing my cock back against your lips. "Yes, god yes..."You smile, opening your mouth to engulf the swollen head of my cock, nipping gently with your teeth,.