Hmm now, what are we going to do.” His face lit up; he moved his hand away from my pussy then under his cock. He began to pee in them. He reached up...and put them near my face. “Open your mouth slut.”I shook my head, “Please no please don’t make me please.” I was begging for all I was worth.With that he slapped me hard again, my head jolted to the side. I quickly opened my mouth not wanting another slap. He crammed my soaked panties in my mouth. His piss was very bitter; I gagged as piss slid. We didn’t saw the movie. We were in another world. We were talking all the time. On one romantic moment, I moved my face towards her face. She come forward and placed her lips on mine and we started to kiss passionately. Exploring each other. Chewed her lips. Tasted her sweet saliva. The kiss went long for 15 minutes. That was my first french kiss.After having food, we reached my flat. She entered first. I bolted the door and grabbed her hand and pulled her towards me, hugged her and kissed her. ?My darling slave,? he whispered ?I do love you very much.?He walked back round the table so he was behind me again and began to stroke my still sore buttocks. His hands gradually got lower so they were stroking the back of my thighs, and even more gradually he allowed his fingers to trace their way towards my wet, shaven pussy. I shuddered as I felt the warm excitement building between my legs. As the wetness began to run down my thighs Master knelt down behind me and began to run his tongue. He made his way over to the store’s front door and locked it simultaneously turning over the open sign to alert passing pedestrians that the store was now closed. ‘Okay I don’t feel comfortable with this.’ I said with a signature of fear in my voice. He advanced in my direction as my entire body stiffened in defense mode. ‘Nothing will happen here that you don’t want to happen. I just want to offer an experience instead of just selling you a piece of material. If it doesn’t improve your.