“You like it?”“I’m not very good at it,” I admitted.“Well, damn it, maybe this way, then!” bending me over the mattress, and entering me...in a way I didn’t know could be done. Again there was blood.“I’ll make you like it that way best.”Cassie must have quizzed the wash-girl, as she never asked, but rocked me to ease my humiliation.To her, I’d always be “Missy.” Clay could call me that, too, because he’d known me from before. To the others, I was now “Ma’am.”TITUS AND NELBAA place like ours. All of themwere antique stained timber.She led us back to the main room and Agent Fu took over the tour. "Now,needless to say, all of you are no doubt wondering what's going on. Howhave we got control over you? What do we want you for? Well all will beanswered in the morning. Until then please settle down here for thenight."She poured herself a drink of water from the kitchen and then continued."Now in a short while you shall be joined by another five or so people.For the rest of the night none. He reminds her of the note at the front desk. He thinks for a moment that he should make her beg for release but then decides it can wait until tomorrow. He strokes her hidden jewel till it is rock hard and she is trembling with desire. Her fingers are dug into his back and she is arching to meet his fingers. He raises his body, enters her sweltering pussy with a hard thrust. She whimpers as he slowly leads them in their rising passion. She arches her hips driving her body against his. I pretended to be sad. She was looking at my eyes for a while, and the smiled again.“It is ok, my darling. I want that. Keep it up” she cuddled herself to me.I started feeling her again. Starting from her left boob, I played with it every way possible, as I mentioned in the earlier part and then I played with her nipple of that boob through her abaya and bra. She held my working hand with her left hand, and pressed it against her boob. “do more, and faster. You are my master. Use me, please”I.