Dressing, he stared at the image before him, a handsome, healthy young man, one he did not recognize. Darren sat on his bed to await. The lights in th... room were dimly lit, candles flickered throughout the room. At the head of the table sat Mistress. She was dressed in a black chiffon dress with a V neckline which revealed nice size breast. A golden chain hung from around her neck. Diamonds sparkled on her fingers in the dim light. "Sit boy, next to me, our guest should soon be arriving. He. I worked my way down the lounge chair till my lips met his throbbing cock. I moaned with pleasure as he finger fucked me pushing my little clitlit deep up into my groin so the only thing showing was the little gaped head. I slid my lips tight around his cock and worked it in and out slowly then faster taking it deep down my throat. Slurping faster and faster drool building up dripping from my lips running down my chin sucking my head bobbing back and forth till my soft lips were tight to his. She’d drink in all the humiliation and be so horny.And she deserved it for being such a good girl. I didn’t love her like I loved Pam, Melody, and Alicia, but she was my slave. And I would give her what she needed, what she craved. All the submission and humiliation and degradation she could withstand.“Spread those butt-cheeks, slut,” I growled.“You’re going to fuck her ass?” asked Evan.“Without a condom?” blinked Mitch. “Ain’t you afraid of getting something from the skank?”“I’m the only guy. Yet these books sell successfully in huge numbers (51% of all books sold in the USA are I understand classified as romantic and /or erotic) yet for me something was missing. I began to wonder why such intricate yet ultimately transparent storylines focused to a point of expected intimacy only to find on numerous occasions these important climatic scenes were then neglected, glossed over, poorly written, often crudely with an abundance of f – words (as if that is all that is required!) and not.