Oh, she wouldn’t apologize for being a professional woman. Make no mistake of that. She was too much of a feminist for that, but she was also aware ...hat ideology couldn’t trump biology. She wanted to breed and she would now. She had one of Quinn’s babies, as did her Domme, Mistress Janice, who now owned her 24/7 in a mostly TPE (total power exchange) relationship only limited by her new job of motherhood.It wasn’t very long before Jonathan erupted inside his mother’s twat, filling her up with. I squealed in pain but had no time to catch my breath as he started to fuck me like a dog, smashing in and out of me hard and fast, grunting as he did so."Ahh!" I squealed in pain as his little pecker burst in and out of my arse. "You're supposed to go slow!" But he was in another world, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. The pain was sharp with each thrust and sent tingles through my groin, I was starting to enjoy the pain as he continued to fuck me with relentless speed. His hands. First you need to call me Sir, understood?" Yes Sir." Good. Serve the food, while I prepare this slave. Sleene, come here and remove your robe."As I stepped to Master he brought his hand from behind his back and I saw what he was holding, a fistful of thin black cords and four black leather cuffs. OH! MY! GOD!I hesitated, glancing at his hand wide-eyed and then to his face. Master was smiling at me. He raised his eyebrow, questioningly. Mirth clearly written in his expression.In silent. She blushed at the thoughts she was having, as she felt him kiss the back of her neck and shoulders. "Mm, Good Morning," she sighed lazily. His arm draped possessively over her body, pulling her snugly to him, so that she could feel that he was as aroused as she was. His hard length, gently probing between the cheeks of her lush bottom. He swore he had never felt anything as heavenly as making love to this beautiful woman, and waking with her in his arms. "Good Morning to you too," he.