I lower them lightly on your face and stroke along your jaw line. You close your eyes and exhale, relaxing in the sensation. Your hand is suddenly on ...y hip and moves up and over my side to my shoulder and finally rest on my neck. My finger traces underneath your chin and I push up slightly tilting your face to mine. I lean forward and gently place my lips on yours. I let them linger just a little bit. Right as I begin to pull away, your hand on my neck tightens just a little bit and pulls me. “I voluntarily chose to give myself to Master Michael and he told me that you are now my trainer and that I must obey you as I would him.”“You say you are a pig, but you aren’t just a pig are you? You are a cum-grubbing, hobo-humping, cock-sucking bitch that can’t keep her mouth shut and behave unless you had a dick stuffed in it, aren’t you?”“Yes Master,” I replied. I felt an intense amount of shame wash over me. He made me repeat what I was so that everyone could hear it.“Are you a. It was different then the tingle I've felt when I masterbated. Even with the pain I was feeling I didn't want him to stop but I knew that he would have to soon because I didn't want him to cum inside me.He started shouting something in Spanish but since I've only been in Spanish One for a month and every now and then my Porto Rican friend would teach me how to say comebacks to her brother when he tease me in Spanish. I could only make out that he said " Oh my fucking God". I just as I started. Intrigued and a bit turned on, "would you like me to do that?' I asked. "Oh yeah" was his immediate reply. We were to have a warm day the next day and I went back to the house that evening and picked up the items that Jon had described in his fantasy. That night I sucked his cock and he fucked me in both holes before we turned in for the night. The morning seemed to drag on forever as I waited for the afternoon to warm up. I could feel the tension building in my body as I wondered what Jon.