This story is the property of the author and cannot be copied or used in part or in entirety without express written consent of the author. Sethy – ...art Two - PohnpeiI woke up the next morning before Sethy did. I looked at her next to me in bed, this beautiful woman – was this a dream? Could this be real? I leaned over and kissed both her cheeks, which caused her to stir. “Good morning sunshine. Did you sleep well?”Sethy’ s head turned and her eyes slowly opened. “Oh, good morning Rod. Have you. ..No" My Darling Portuguese lover frowned, looking deeply into my eyes with his dark expressive eyes. He looked so sad and disappointed, " Linda menina, you do not trust me, you make me so sad. Belle, you want me to go away forever?" His breath warm and sweet made me want to cry, and I begged this time for Him to stay.He bound me up. While tied to his bed, he inflicted pain, he slapped me, my breasts, my pussy, my ass. Over and over using the pain as a counterpoint to the pleasure he gave me,. 'So', I turned to my sister, 'did he answer your question'? She looked momentarily confused, 'About what', she retorted, 'About the taste of his fucking cum', I angrily fired back. She burst into a fit of laughter, which made me laugh and cry at the same time, she seemed different somehow, like a young adult, as if she had suddenly grown up in the last twenty minutes, and she answered my question calmly, 'He does not know, he had never tasted his own cum'.So she had asked him, 'WTF', went. That was two years ago and now she sat once again in front of Master's house. She glanced down at the clock on her dashboard. It was time to stop reminiscing and go inside – she didn't want to be late and keep her Master waiting! She slipped off her comfortable driving shoes and put on her platform heels. After standing up on wobbly legs for a couple of moments to get herself stabilized, she walked up the sidewalk to the front door. One more quick check of her outfit and she pushed the.