. she would be the “Patróness.”“Patróness.” ... a diminutive, a deliberate belittling of a female. But I wasn’t married ... wasn’t plani...g TO get married ... probably, maybe in a far distant time and another universe ... I might ... consider a man to be worthy of my talents and time.BUT NOT HERE!And as Macho as these men were ... they knew I was “Sí, Patrón.” They accepted it ... and those who didn’t? I’d beat the living fuck outta them and see them to the door.At least ... that was the. I resisted him, but then I heard him say, “Get that down your throat dirty fucker,” in his deep voice, and his fingernail pressed into my scalp. Desperate to please him, I opened my mouth as wide as he could and pushed his penis deeper. I felt my body trying to swallow this incredible monster, and just remembered to breathe in through my noise, before I couldn’t breathe anymore. I felt the incredible sensation of James’ hot rod slide down my throat until I was gagging on it. I felt like I was. Then as her head went down, and her ass went up, and her knees spread to provide me the best access, I knew she was sincerely ready, she didn’t have to say a word. I slid on a condom that would provide maximum friction and pleasure, and then I held her hips steady, and as I positioned my head at her entrance, she whimpered, wanting my cock deep inside her. I teased her, by poking at her entrance, as if I couldn’t quite get it into her, then as if it slipped out, and her hips wiggled, and she. It was a security blanket which in the end wasn’t even “Safe” or “Secure”. But as surely as I’m sitting here with my Master’s tits and pussy on display to anyone who looks this way, I know with everything that I am, that THIS is real love to me, no matter how strange that may sound to anyone who isn’t in the position that all of your slaves are in. I will also say that anybody with eyes can see that Laura loves you more than you could ever believe.”I stepped behind the chair that she was.