Mary was glad that she had asked to be strapped down. The pain was excruciating now, and she could see that her inner lips were already covered in fin... black lines, and Paul was working on the clitoris hood. Suddenly, without any warning, she felt herself coming again, and felt her juices gushing out of her pussy. Her clit jumped, pulling itself out of Paul’s fingers. She was relieved that he did not say anything, but she heard a whimper behind her, and knew that ring number six was safely in. Now I could not tell her I was imagining fucking her mom when I was fucking her.Next day started with again 2 hours of great sex and cumming in mouth pussy and anal..She was tired of being fucked so mercilessly for such long durations.Couples of weeks passed and srijata informed me that she has missed her periods-now that was worry for all of us. The option left was she had to be aborted. I called one of my friends whose sister gayatri was a gynecologist. She helped us with the process but. He paused as he stared my virgin pussy. Thats when I made my move. I wrapped my legs around his head and flipped us over. I punched him in the nose and broke it. After that I leaned back and elbowed him in the solar plexus. Then because I really wanted to hurt him I slammed my fist down on his dick. Wrong move. You know why, because that most definatly infuriated him. So, as a result I froze. But not willingly. My body froze. As in I could not move at all. I could tell he was the one doing it. ”“You asked earlier about being one of my girls. I’ll graduate two years before you. I don’t have any girlfriends but I do have girls. You’ll answer to me for your mistakes and do what I say sexually. You’ll have a safe word, “Elephant,” that you’ll use whenever I’ve told you to do something that you don’t want to do.”“Should I call you, Master?”“Does your mom call Mr. Evans, Master?”“No, she calls him Sir or Mr. Evans.”“You can call me Jack or Sir.”“Yes, Sir.”“Good girl; now how many mistakes.