He cleared it, swallowed hard again and gave it another try. “Hey! Miss!” He was so keyed up and nervous that the loudness of his voice startled h...m a little. The woman though, reacted not at all. Fear sweat beaded on his forehead as he became more convinced she was dead. He shined the light on her torso, looking for the rise and fall of breath. In the shaky light, he both thought he saw her breath and thought he hadn't. Brian screwed up his courage, wiped his sweaty palm on the leg of his. I moved my legs over his chest and let him feel my pussy juice in my underwear. I put my bra over his mouth and pushed down just alittle and then got off him. "Baby come put your pussy on my mouth." I didnt responed. I got up and left the room to get something to drink for both of us. Leaving him there to wonder. I got us both a beer and waters. I opened the bottle and I heard him start yelling over the music I had put on. I wanted to make him wait for a little while. I knew that he would get. ....oh fuck......your fantasy?"Imagine him turning to you and grinning, ordering, "Answer your wife," as he finally gets his whole rod buried deep within your bride's ass. Imagine muttering, "Yes, yes, this is what I wanted" as the Master begins to slide his man's meat in and out of your beloved's virgin ass as her moans of passion fill the room, now just a willing receptacle for this powerful man's prodigious load of hot seed.Imagine now as the Master pumps his thick tool in and out of your. I am beginning to enjoy the experience; onethat months ago had made my stomach heave and want to throw up. I wantedto return to being the original me. Or did I? After nine months of beingcontinually brain washed and conditioned I was almost what Eric wanted meto be; his nymphomaniac bitch. It wasn't always this way. How had Ericslowly overtaken my life with me becoming his property.I first met Eric one Friday night in a local pub. I had unsuccessfullytried to pick up a date for the night and,.