Buddy was not amused at Annette’s bad attitude. Having been raised in the country, Buddy was a good old boy—and made sure that people younger than...him addressed him as ‘sir,’ just as he addressed his elders. He had fought Mary on Annette coming for the summer, Buddy called her a brat, spoiled, deviant. The two were at odds from the first day, and the house was full of tension. About a week into her stay, Annette was bored without television and decided to lay out and get some sun—make the best. I became weak from my useless struggling and I realized that more resistance would only result in more pain for my cunt and mouth.I then screamed in pain as the second man began torturing my boobs, twisting and pinching my erect nipples. But then the first tormentor started to move in and out of my now well stretdhed cunt.The pain was unbearable; but I really needed to be treated like a bitch. I was enjoying that pain in my cunt so much…All of a sudden I surprised myself as I tried to push. I own your ass and I will touch you as I please. Understand?" Yes Mistress," Jenna said fighting back a sob."Before we get any further, I want to lay down some ground rules. Rule number one I've already covered calling me mistress at all times when it's just us. Rule number two in our private times you will wear a collar because I own you. Rule three you will come here every weekend after school starts and on whatever nights during the week that I summon you here. Rule four you may not cum. While I did this his hand ran up and down my exposed skin, my flanks and upper thighs while we moved tightly together. He didn't last long for soon I heard him groaning as he came in his pants; anyway he departed very quickly.My current boyfriend is a real cutie although not very dominant. That's ok most of the time but now an again a girl likes to be taken roughly and her yells to stop ignored. When I feel like that I have to look elsewhere for my pleasure. I'm not sure I should tell you this.