“As you like,” Paul said stiffly.Emmy was quiet for a few moments.“I’d like an answer, Emmy. Am I taking you home? Or giving you the opportuni...y to be both a pain slut and a valued treasure?” Paul’s voice was calm, but his eyes gave away the fact that he was angry and hurt.Emmy realized that if she went upstairs, it wasn’t a contract. He wasn’t demanding forever at the moment. Just right now. “I’d like to go upstairs, please,” she said barely above a whisper.“Aren’t you forgetting something?”. I wanted so badly to hear Debbie moaning in ecstasy, and the bedsprings creaking, and the sound of the headboard banging against the wall. But nothing. I figured either he was eating her pussy, or she was sucking his cock like she does mine. She really has become an expert at sucking cock. I knew that's what she was doing to him, because I thought he probably wouldn't want to eat her pussy, dripping, shaved, and beautiful as it was, because my juices were in her too. I just knew she was deep. I asked why and she said nothing really just a good day.all week she had this huge grin on her face coming from work? i asked everyday why and everyday she said nothing i'm just happy. i never suspected anything unusual cos she is a happy girl, on the Friday she rang and said she was going to be a little late, that's ok love i am going to the pub for a couple after work also with the lads so meet you at home i will bring the tea in so no hurry home. good she said see you soon.i arrived home. He repeatedly slapped my face until he pulled me by my hair and made me stand. I struggled hard in hopes of getting out. He took the tape off my mouth and I screamed for him to let me go. He just laughed.He pulled me against his chest. I could feel his erection against my ass and I could feel my soaked underwear between my thighs. I notice something on my stomach, it doesn't feel like a finger or hand. His cock twitched as I froze in his grip. I than heard the what sounded like my shirt being.