"Shhh, Amber. I want to steal a breathless kiss from your lips," I whispered. My words set off a quiver in her belly, she obeyed and exhaled. I squeez...d her throat tighter. Just tight enough to partially constrict the air and blood flow. Having your throat squeezed is more of a mind fuck than a physical torture. If Amber were to squeeze her own throat to the point of pain or panic, she’d be able to endure much more pressure that I was applying. There was no real threat or danger to her, but,. Resistance was futile! I agreed to "help," andmom set about "teaching" me the finer points of nail care.I took to my new job like a fish to water, and the submissive side of mysissy seed was growing. I loved doing mom's nails, but I was in heavenwhen I got to hold her feet in my lap, and give them a massage, andwould gently stroke that small brush with the red polish onto each ofher perfect toes. I think mom knew the effect this was having on me,and she milked it for all it was worth. . Then he barked, "You ve got ten minutes ta drain, clean up, dress and get your white ass out o here! I ll call you tomorrow with your next bitch training session. Wear that collar and leash outta here. You can take it off in your car.!"When Michelle had left the apartment, Jimmy handed Dex an envelope containing $2,000.00. And said, "I love it when I get to be the first into some white woman s ass and get some of her pussy, too. It was all well worth every. I’m fucking my boss and he intends to cum in my pussy. Bam! Then it happened, I shuddered uncontrollably throughout my body, leaning my back against his chest and I just let go. He continued to thrust inside me until he shot a hefty load inside me. I closed my legs tight as to keep as much cum up there as I could. I stood up and spun around and sucked his cock clean. As we were tidying up, I asked if I still have my job. He smiled and said “if you do that once a week, you can keep your.