Erika has gone home.”No more was said. Ben remembered that he had promised his father and Helen to take them out for dinner the coming Saturday. The...efore, he asked Christine about a suitable local restaurant. She offered to make the necessary arrangements for him. In leaving the office, he glimpsed on the desk, half-hidden under some papers, the familiar shape of an Ipad.In his room, Ben immediately checked his. And Erika, only fifteen minutes earlier, had texted him:To Ben: - “Sorry, missed. He owned me and my vagina my giving me ultimate pleasure. I could not believe that sex was so much pleasure. Shilpa: Yes Rahul please fuck me more ooohh yaa.We went on for 20 minutes and then he was increasing his rhythm, I knew he was coming. My vagina was getting tighter and I knew I was going to have the first orgasm of my life!Rahul: Oh yaa Shilpa, I always want to fuck you thanks for being here ooohhhhh his speed was increasing and he closed his eyes. His thrust against my vagina was. Let me tell you about myself first; I am 21, straight male, Kinky and a master. This story is based on BDSM. I hope that my imagination impresses you. I have written it in third person and you may assume that a female slave is narrating this story to her master as he demanded for it.It was late at night and I was chained to the wall and you came in and you smiled at me then you let me down. I didn’t try to leave and you knew I wouldn’t try. I smiled when you turned your back to me and I sat on. My two employees who were police played police and observed, staying way back, the rest of us started ripping posters down and throwing them in the dump body. The so called artist scattered with the women who had been assisting him.Just as I expected, in less than five minutes here they came. We kept on working while I was joined by Kelly, Clayton and Ching Lee as the distance closed; we kept ripping stuff down.“What are doing? Those belong to us.” The voice belonged to Abdul Wakil.“Abdul you.