My head is yanked up and I am called the names he knows I hate to love.. ‘dirty cum slut!’ ‘You love the cock, don’t you whore!’I nod furiou...ly, breathing hard and feeling dizzy, unable to properly focus.I unsteadily climb out of the truck, barefoot, hair in a bird nest, hair and face covered in drool and spit and sweat. One large breast hanging down in front of me, increasing my shame. I have to keep my hand on the truck to make sure I don’t stumble, my owner is waiting for me.‘We’re not. I felt her tongue work little circles around it then she lightly bite down. “Don’t bite.” I whispered and she pulled back and kissed me to my ear like I had done to her the night before. “Sorry.” I shook my head and she went back to my nipple and leaned my head back as the feelings grow and I felt my own wetness between my legs. It was then that her hands where tugging at my shorts and I was beyond the able to end this if I want to which I didn’t. I pushed up and felt her fingers trail down my. “Don’t worry,” he said as he halted his forceful fucking for the first time in forty five minutes. “We can always blur out my image, when we produced the final cut, but before I finish myself off… what do you think?”He knew my answer when I stood up and approached the bench, stepping up along side to swing my right leg over Jason’s back much like the way I did every time I mounted my Harley. When I was straddled over his shoulder blades, Tom began to slowly screw his rod in and out of Jason’s. However, I couldn’t do anything about it. So I normally gave her a massage, and she took a shower afterward.I decided not to do anything else for a few days to avoid suspicion. Then I decided to make my next move. She usually comes to my room to wake me up every morning, so I made a plan. She used to wake up at 6 am every day and come to wake me up around 6:30.So one night, I set the alarm on my phone so I could wake up before she did to execute my plan. The next day I woke up at 5:50 and.