She had always come across as shy but once the hormones started running she transformed into a horny vixen. She lifted her hips so that I could positi...n my rod to enter her. As I rubbed my head over her folds and up to her clit, she suddenly went silent and stiff. Next moment she let out a loud moan and began to shudder in the throes of orgasm. While she was still shaking and moaning I took the opportunity and pushed my hips up, causing my rod to bury itself in her snatch. I wasn’t able to get. .." So all of this was just a mistake?" I asked him."No," he said quickly. I mean, it sucks that you're leaving, okay. But, I do like you. So... maybe this is a conversation we should have in a month before you leave, don't you think?" So until then--what? You're taking me for a test run?" I asked grudgingly, but Seth laughed at that."I thought we were getting to know each other," he replied, reaching for my hand. "But, if that's how you want to put it..." I didn't think I'd like you so much,". ..then letting it drop...as you stare at His sexy naked form there before you. He walks to you and helps you up and onto the bed again. He locks your arms and legs back into place again, caressing and rubbing you as He does so. He then mounts you as he presses his hard cock against your just exploded pussy, the warm juices of your cunt greet his erect cock and he begins to slowly stroke his prick from the head to deep in you. The pleasure of this is incredible with the long deep strokes. He was wielding the belt. But within these four walls, he is simply 'Sir'. Not Nigel. And never, never 'Master'. He hates that word with a passion. I was here for using it, repeatedly, knowing he didn't like it. I was here for being a brat.THWAP!His playroom mostly looks a lot like a sumptuous home gym. It's well lit, with lots of mirrors on the walls. There's a stationary cycle, a treadmill, a high-end tanning bed, and a Bowflex exercise machine. A few free weights are stacked on a wooden.