" I know," said Craig, turning and walking towards his own room. "But Ithink she needs to sort some things out in her own head first, ok?" Well, she's...got until Halloween, because I'm taking my little sistertrick or treating whether she likes it or not," said Tara, standing inher doorway. "I mean I've been waiting years to have a little sister todo that with, and I'm not missing out again while she still fits in someof the most adorable little costumes that she might not by next year." Stop,. I have the right to say no to certain poses and photos as well. Is that CLEAR teacher!!" , Pyrrha snarled out in defiance as she glared at her former mentor, almost daring him to refuse only to be confused as a proud smile spread across his face."Aye girl. I'll definitely agree with that. I'd be worried if you gave in so easily, but you held out for weeks and now are demanding terms.", her mentor to a moment to chuckle before continuing, "Your coming into your own Pyrrha I'm so proud of you for. It used to make me blush fiercely, almost embarrassed about it, but now I love doing it for you. “Now before your orgasm is even completely over, I’m going to climb up onto you, throw your legs over my shoulders and lean down with all the force I can. I’m going to pin you between myself and the bed, before thrusting my cock into that tight little pussy of yours. I’m going to push so deeply into you, it’ll hurt, but hurt so damn perfect,” you growl out. “Holy fuck!” I whine out, the idea. He knows the drill.” “Codeword Red?” Gemma questioned. “Yes baby. Codeword Red, as always. Like I said, he’s a BDSM man. He knows the stop word, and he knows the game. I filled him in on it all.” “And his name?” Gemma whispered. “Richard,” Steve smiled, “though we call him Dick.” Steve reached his fingers into the low neck of Gemma’s tight cotton vest top. “Now,” he snarled as he ripped Gemma’s top open in one swift violent show of strength, “enough questions.” Another tear and her top.