Have her at my mercy, to do whatever I wanted, any way I'd like to. Not that my money or my good looks couldn't achieve me that. Having recently turne... thirty, I had already experienced every kinky stuff I could: menages, outdoors, roleplays, BDSM... But none ever captivated me as much as thinking about raping a girl. Not only raping but turning her into some kind of slave, a real slave, not just a submissive. Just thinking about it used to make my blood boil, and when I met her, I knew it was. Worried I had hurt her, I asked. "Are you alright?"Two sparkling blue eyes looked back at me and responded, "I've never felt so full in my entire life."I practically lost it right there. Her words combined with the overwhelming sensations of her ass around my member sent me into ecstasy. My cock was snug in her tight ass; I never wanted to leave. Mom took control and eased herself off so that only the tip of my dick was in her. In a quick motion, she slammed herself back onto me. Our pubic. He knew she did not like him going away on business as much as he did but he had worked long and hard to get where he was today and he was not going to lose it by being lazy. A beautiful home, luxury cars, house servants, and an Olympic sized swimming pool were all symbols of his success, the reward for his hard work, and he knew that it could all be taken away from him. Megan had probably left the room this way on purpose, to remind him of what he was missing. She was beautiful, and oh so. She noticed he wore a shirt with a band logo on it, one she never heard of, and jeans. She gave him a polite smile as she sat down. Nate looked over at the new person and smiled. She looked young but Nate guessed she was in her late twenties. The woman had blond hair, and Nate thought he noticed the hint of makeup on her face. She wore an overcoat and as she sat down she removed it, revealing a business outfit that looked good on her small body. Her body was well proportioned. Average.