..." CRACK! Her riding crop landed on his bottom.This had the effect of forcing his cock to the back of my throat causingme to choke."Fuck the bitch's...throat!" she ordered.He began to thrust deeper, causing me to choke and gag, tears streameddown my face and I struggled to catch my breath. I knew if I did not dosomething soon I was going to be sick and then choke to death. SuddenlyI remembered reading somewhere that to deep throat you had to swallowjust as the gag reflex kicks in. The next. The younger maid took it upon herself to begin untangling the massive snarls that had massed together at the base of her neck. It took some time, but she eventually stood out of the tub feeling clean and warm for the first time in what seemed like an eternity. Her golden hair was once again restored to its usual shimmering flax, and her eyes were once more bright and animated again. The maids left, murmuring quietly to themselves and remarking what a pretty little thing she was underneath all. " "I know the age thing bothers you, doesn't it?" "Yes," I said. "A lot." "Look Rob, all I am looking for is a friend and confidante. I'm not looking for a boyfriend. I am over Chester and I'm going away to school in the fall. I think I am going to a small school in Oklahoma that has a good junior rodeo program." "That's great. I'm glad you found a school you want to attend. But maybe I read things wrong. I didn't think the kiss we shared was exactly a just-friends. But apparently not.“Would you tell me if you’d tell her about you and me?”“No.”Damn it.“Would you tell me if you told her why you called me Master?”“Yes.”“Did you tell her why you called me Master?”“No.”“Why not?”“It’s private.”I could almost feel my heart-rate slowing. Okay. My sister may or may not know about my sexual antics with Marcie, but she surely wouldn’t know the full extent of it.Marcie, it seemed, had a strong sense of privacy. On one hand, that was clearly to my benefit. If Lucy.