Single. Time. Whether it is in private, like here, or in public, in front of your friends, I’m not calling you Buffy. I’m calling you what you are... My bitch. Do you understand?”“Y-yes….” Buffy stammered.“That’s ‘yes Mistress’ to you, bitch!”Buffy sobbed. “Yes… M-mistress.”“Good,” Faith said, with a smile. She ruffled Buffy’s hair as if Buffy was a dog. “Look at you. So meek and obedient all of a sudden. Don’t you see this is how you should be?”Buffy scowled. She couldn’t help herself.Faith. Just go with it, and let it happen. I think you will be shocked by its power and happier by the sheer pleasure it will give to you, not to mention Jon.’ She said with a giggle. ‘OK, enough of the philosophical mumbo-jumbo…what kind of things are you thinking about?’ ‘Well. I have this desire to be brazen. I dream about taking control of Jon and my sexual activities instead of letting him. I think about making love to his cock. I even think of sucking, kissing, licking and jerking his dick.. He rolled his hips into the air and I heard a noise that I interpreted as his slacks flying through the air. As his body settled back onto the bed I gave his cock one more lick and threw my leg over him, rising to my knees. I grabbed the head of that familiar shaft, guided it between my legs and let my knees collapse."Hee-HAA, ride 'em cowgirl," I whooped as I impaled myself on Robert's cock. I had ended up facing away from him in my haste, so I couldn't see his face. I could imagine it though,. .. remembering his fantasy that day of his boss, shaking his hand, looking into his eyes and melting, wishing......'You're looking totally fucking hot this morning, baby....' Billy fantasized. He stood close enough he could discreetly run a finger down his shirt to his crotch, and Ted, his boss, groaned while thrusting his groin into him for a quick hump. They'd met in his hotel room, Billy inviting Ted in for a drink and Ted quickly closing the door and locking it, knowing there would be.