I stood there, still, and in a complete state of Euphoria. I wasn't even moving. Lisa, thrusted hard on my penis, and chanted louder. The harder she ...anged, the louder she got . I thought about the Baboso, and how he would fuck this bitch, if I were him. So, i pounded even harder; I wanted to make the Boss proud. I pulled out his wet hankerchief, and tied it around my wrist; hoping that the boss's fluids would somehow absorb into me.Then, without warning, suddenly I felt my balls tighten up,. Your clothes will be on the bed.”Tracy got into the cold shower and cleaned up, making sure to wash her hair real good and scrubbed her sore ass, hoping it would feel better. She didn’t even mind the cold water this time, since it helped her calm down some from lack of cumming.She stepped out of the shower and dried off, then walked into the bedroom. All she saw was her collar, leash and high heels. “Mistress,” she questioned, “there are no clothes here for me to wear. Did you forget to put. After that little adventure he took ff and was found hustling on the street again. He stood here now, nervous and sweating, a couple little bruises on his otherwise spotless body. "What part of this don't you understand?" Marcus growled at his young boytoy. "I bought you, paid for you, I own you, you are MINE...forever!" "FUCK YOU" the kid snapped back. "If I'm gonna get fucked everyday, at least on the street I can get paid for it!" Marcus approached the kid and saw him tighten. I had worked my ass off last summer for a contractor to get it and I didn’t want it ruined. We had just started to fix something to eat when the phone rang and Shela grabbed it. “Hello, oh hi mom did you get to work alright? Ya we’re fine big brother got brave and went uptown and brought back some more emergency supplies. Ya he’s home now, he parked his car clear up on the lawn. He said he didn’t want the snowplow hitting it. Nope, I’m just starting to fix dinner. I hope the electricity.