My magazines had all provided me with graphic accounts of what a session might involve but none of the stories I had read spelt out the 'process' that...would eventually lead to me to my new mission in life of serving and worshipping a Black Dominatrix.I called the number from a nearby phone box (I couldn't risk being overheard had I used a phone at work!) and was instantly quizzed by a very matter-of-fact female voice as to what I was seeking. I can't remember exactly how I responded but she. “Omg your gonna make me cum. Fuck me harder.” Sarah was dizzy and hot. He pussy was filled to the limit and her orgasm was fast approaching. Frank slowed down and gripped Sarah’s hips. She felt herself being pull up and turned onto her front. She ended up on her belly with her ass high with his hard cock still deep inside. She lifted her head and pushed up on her hands to complete the doggy position. “You fucking asshole…mmmmm you know I have to go soon. You gonna make me fucking cum so. “It seems to me that you are in control,” he said.“I always am.”“Not today, bitch. I am not Faisal. I take the women the way I want,” he said in a very rough tone. I loved it when he called me bitch and I always hated to be in control. I smiled. “How do you want to take it?” I askedHe lifted me and carried me to the small door behind the secret door. The room was not well lit up but it was not so dark either. It looks like a storage room, there were some condoms on the dustbins and some panties. If I seduce her and then disappear as soon as the mission's over, it may very well break up the social group. God knows what will become of her then." You know you've killed men in cold blood before, tortured them, broken God knows how many laws..." But with a clear conscience. This girl's a civilian, she's not to blame for any of this." True. Is there any other way to get inside?" We could try breaking in..." Talk to Michaels about it." This is the house."We pulled into Nolan's driveway and.