She felt completely humiliated, with her large breasts exposed, surrounding his huge, hard penis, as a few trickles of tears continued to run down her...face. "Comon slut faster!" Yelled the tramp, Becky increased the pace of her movements, her feet were getting tired and her legs were shaking, she wondered how long this could possibly go on for. She got her answer when she recognised the grunts coming from the tramp, she kept up the titty fucking until he told her to stay still, Becky froze. I had awakened in the living room, true, but that really proved nothing either, because I sometimes fall asleep there, though I normally make my way to bed at some point. My bed showed no signs that I’d slept in it and there was no way I would spend any amount of time making it up before my morning coffee. I remembered (or at least thought I remembered) the horrific events of the previous night in living color, but my tidy bedroom was the only tangible proof of anything, and it pointed. I went towards her and grabbed her shoulders ” Ashmi, I need to know why are you unhappy” She looked at me with teary eyes and said, ” I broke up “. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I was fuckin happy at this moment. However, I felt guilty looking at Ashmi crying. I liked this girl and I couldn’t see her cry. I asked her what happened exactly. She looked at me with scared eyes. Something was weird. She said she told her boyfriend that she loved me.Oh, okay. Wait, what the fuck? I was shocked. It was. And that's how it all started. -------------------------------------------------------------- In the bedroom, Moon hugged herself apprehensively. The last few dayshad passed by like a dream. Their wedding, the delightful honeymoon? Butnow they were back. And ready to assume their D/s relationship in full form.She'd never serviced her master properly as a slave, she thought. They'dmade love for the past few days as man and wife. Now... it would be a wholenew dimension altogether. She thought of.