She's telling me about her day and how awful it was. I nod and smile but don't really give a shit. I'm just pouring more wine and waiting for the d**g...to take effect. I know when the d**g starts working because she says she's hot. She unbuttons the top button of her blouse. I tell her I'll give her a foot massage because she's been on her feet the whole day. She says I'm sweet.We sit on the couch, and I unstrap her Valentinos. Her feet are moist and smell like lotion and sweat. I start rubbing. Every which-a-way on his bed; a rough quickie on the floor; a steamy, slippery fuck in the shower. I didn't even know that his type of endurance was possible. By the time he was done with me, I was sore and my legs didn't want to hold me up. I tried not to let him see. I got back into my business clothes while he watched me in a robe. I stepped into my heels and he came over to me. "Wear something casual tomorrow," he said. "Be here at ten." #### That weekend was a whirlwind of sex. We didn't. With a man who later told me something, I was really shocked to hear about. Before I go ahead with the story, let me tell you about myself.I am 18 years and in 1st-year college, studying Computer Science with Data Mining as a major and Economics as minor. I am sure you want to know how I look. I am 5’9, very fair (thanks to my extremely beautiful mom), with black straight shoulder length hair with brown streaks.I wear a small nose ring and have a butterfly tattoo on my back. My stats are. .the mistress sara opened her bag and hanged a saline a bit higher then the table she took a needle and pierced through my ball sack I tried to scream but there was no sound I counldnt move my toung I tought she will destroy my balls I was moaning for forgiveness and started crying like hell goddess was holding my head in position and jst laughed .. at a point my ball sack was so tight and huge mistress removed saline and told goddess not to worry as the saline would be absorbed by the body by.