"I'm going to use a marker and write on your belly and thighs, your breasts, your cunt and you have to guess what I'm writing. If you guess right, the... I'll slide my cock deep into your pussy and I'll fuck you for three minutes. If you guess wrong, I'm going to shove my cock down your throat and you're going to suck my dick for three minutes." "Mm... sounds like a good game to play." "I think so," he admitted. "And don't worry, this marker isn't hard to wash off. So no worries about disgracing. ”“Set a date?”“Aren’t you ready?”“Oh yeah -- if you’re ready I’m ready.”“My mother wants to inflict on us a big, overblown event so she can invite all her church friends who didn’t think her daughter would ever have a boyfriend much less get engaged. I’d prefer a private ceremony at City Hall. I don’t have a big circle of close friends. I have acquaintances and those I see on jobs but nobody I’d want involved in a wedding.”“Tell your mom that. It’s your wedding, not hers.”“Please tell me you. .. But I can't because of that fucking video."Paula came back with two syringes. "Hold still while I inject you."Samantha didn't move as she felt two pricks on the arm."There we go," Paula smiled. "You need to get your shots once a day. But I will do them for you. Now, the job you had when you were Sam still applies, but now you are my sexy maid. But with no pay. I expect this place to be cleaned every day." Yes, Mistress," Samantha replied."Good girl, but right now, I want you to exercise and. When she had finished, Marci ran her hand over the pink patch the crop had left, then slid her hand between my legs, gently caressing my balls, then further, along the length of my stiffening cock. ‘It seems as if you enjoyed that.’ Marci said, giving my cock a squeeze. ‘Yes, Mistress. Thank you.’ I responded with a soft moan. 'Right, stand up! It’s time for your chores. I want you to empty these shelves and clean them, then put the books and CDs back in order.’ I stood and.