It was so cute, so awesome, so wonderful to see, so wonderful to have. He's mine. "I love it, too," I said, as I took a bite of a meatball. "You're m... whore, Aubrey." "Yes Master, I am." I think he said that, for himself, not really a reminder to me. "I do what I want to you, with you. Within our boundaries though, that we've always had. Nothing changes. Love, trust, respect, they're always first. You're my whore, but so much more than just that." His eyes showed love and made me tingle in a. What was that he said, take off the dress? That would leave me only in the underwear that I was wearing. As he turned to walk back to his easel, I knew I had a split second to make up my mind as to what I was going to do, comply or leave.My hands went down to the hem of the dress and began to raise it up over my head before I knew what they were doing. I held it at my breast for an instant and then released it to the floor. I stood there not know what I had done or what to do next. Without. I am already in heaven and then she puled my underwear and my shaft is now freed.Its now very hard and oozing precum. She gave a soft kiss to my tip. My precum stick to her pink lips. Now she saw in to my eyes and again kissed the tip and now she made a lick to my tip and collected my precum.The sight is amazing. I fucked many girls but this is different. She now started licking my dick from my balls to my tip from all directions. That wet warm soft tongue of her made my dick even hard and then. Restrained. Helpless. Vulnerable. All those words flooded my young brain, eliciting fear. Using his hand, he ducked my head for me as I climbed into the back of the police car. Desperate to escape, I struggled and the cuffs ratcheted tighter and tighter. I was sent to juvenile detention for ten days for stealing and fleeing from a police officer – not my first offense. Having watched too many crime dramas, I pictured myself sleeping in a rat-infested hellhole with other locked-up degenerates.