‘Well! You wouldn’t tell me about Claire.’ ‘I know, I know.’ He spun me around and pulled me in front of him, peering intently into my uptur...ed face. ‘But this doesn’t feel like a first date, does it?’ I gazed at him for a moment, longing to be able to read his thoughts. ‘No, it doesn’t,’ I agreed softly. ‘Good.’ To my astonishment, he seized my hand again and marched on again, pulling me along with him. ‘Hey!’ I’d been so sure he was about to kiss me again I felt absurdly disappointed. ‘Does. She was always just Renee.“Well, are you going to answer me?”“No, I don’t believe I’ve ever called her that. I-I really like her a lot.”“Did I just hear correctly? You like her?” Her voice rose with incredulity.“Yes Mistress M.” He raised his own voice in response. He heard Her walking back toward him until She was in front of him. She pointed to a raised platform over to the right. “Get on top of it, now.”The platform was cold looking. He walked over to the waist high piece of furniture and. Looking at my phone I log onto my facebook, feeling rather shitty I quickly trawl through my posts, nothing getting my attention not even the raise of an eyebrow till I come across a happy picture of you, my heart sinks not for your happiness, but for what I feel I lost with the fear that it is ever retrievable. Scouring the picture seeing your beautiful black silky hair, eyes with the glint of happiness carrying a smile with in your dark beautiful brown eyes that emphasize sweet full lips that. It hurt; I tried shifting position to get it at a better angle but the man on my left kept holding me down while his friend went balls deep. It was at this point that the bottle re-appeared under my nose. The man on my left held it there, first under my right nostril, then under my left. I felt my pussy go slack -and then I felt myself being fucked like a rag doll.The man fucking me slipped his left hand over my mouth, presumably to stifle any sounds I might've made. He shuddered and thrust.