”He paused to let this sink in.“So who pays for it? We are a business that sells sex to an elite clientele, real sex, sex both live and on video.... It brings in a lot of money.”So it was that simple. Money had been her object, and money had betrayed her. She raged. “Let me out of this chair, you creep. I didn’t ask to be mauled by a bunch of black guys or any guys. We had a deal for a photo shoot. This isn’t photography!” She stopped at calling Griff a bad name. She clung to some shred. A beaming smile spread across her face upon seeing all his limbs restrained for the first time.“You will not kiss or lick my ass. You haven't earned the pleasure yet. I'm going to take a little break and enjoy some reading. You're going to spend some time in my bottom, getting smothered. A fine way to get to know your Mistress, don't you think?”“Yes, Queen Elizabeth.”It felt a little weird to say, being a famous title of nobility from the past, but it seemed appropriate as Owen lay locked in. She moved slowly, grabbing her breasts and closing her eyes. I stuck two fingers inside of her, and she started bucking. My tongue reached her clit and she moaned so loudly I hoped they wouldn’t have to send another hotel employee up here for a noise complaint. “Ah…yeah” she moaned as I started applying more pressure. I pulled my hand out and started rubbing her clit harder as she began to move around more wildly. I felt her pull on my hair as her body begged for more. As she reached an orgasm,. “You also have to realize that just because the thought of something excites you; it doesn’t mean that you would ever participate in the activity. Chiara keeps inviting me to skydive. She tells me it is the ultimate rush for her. Yes, I can understand how and why skydiving is a thrilling experience but, to be honest, it scares the shit out of me. When it comes to skydiving, my fight or flight choice will always be the latter. Everyone has limits, Megan. Like everyone else, you have to discover.