"No!" Shut up." No Steven. Please, you can't." YES. I AM."I ignored her and lunged up her princess pussy, and she threw her head back and writhed in p...easure. I punished her cunt like a battering ram. "Oh you feel SOOO good. Don't CUM in me! Don't!"I hissed in her ear. "I'll spoil you alright brat. You want it?" YES!" Good. Because I've had dessert, and now I want the main course-I'm going to fuck my cum up your pussy." God no! You'll knock me up! You can't. PLEASE don't, oh GOD!" "You're going. Just the once." I protested, feeling sick to my stomach through a combination of the trouble I was obviously in and the raging headache, - caused by the previous night's alcohol intake, - that was pounding in my brain."His companion, the woman who was with him. She alleges that you attacked him without provocation." He stared into my eyes over the top of his glasses, looking for a clue whether I was telling the truth or not, "Are you saying she is lying?" he demanded."Lying? ... Of course she's. With no delay, his hand landed again on my left asscheek, and so on… while my moans became whimpers and my whimpers became sobs. "You knew that coming here was a provocation, you knew I wouldn’t be able to resist the chance of finally having hold of you, of having my slave kneeling for me, at my feet. You knew it, and yet you decided to come," he said as the blows hit my tender flesh and I experienced for the first time the wrath of my master directly on my skin. Tears ran down my face by. He gave me a dumb grin, the kind that guys at school would give when they caught a glimpse of your panties or maybe the hint of a bare tit. I never let mine flop in the breeze, I wanted these babies to grow big and firm, and for that they needed a good bra. I was now totally at his mercy, not a good feeling. I watched as he carefully undressed, folding his pants neatly and hanging them over the chair sitting by the bed. Finally the big moment came and he flopped out his cock, and it was.