We had some food and spoke for a while. As usual, I prefer not to ask personal detail and talk about my details to my clients. That’s something whic... I keep up with. I did tell her the same when she asked me. The only thing which I ask is whether they are DDF.We started cuddling again, went to 69. I sucked her ass and got her ready for the big show. When my cock was hard input on the condom and started pumping her ass. Initially, she started crying in pain a bit. I went slowly and dropped some. Apparently, everything was cool. I honesty couldn’t quit the tapes, but I was really careful about putting everything back just as I found it. I sat for them one last time late in August -just before I went off to college.They came home that night around 10:00... Told them how the evening went and passed on a few phone messages... The usual routine. Then there was this pause in the conversation. After a few silent moments they glanced at each other. She then walked toward me and grabbed my. "Do you want me to hurt you?" the voice asked.Stephanie shook her head no."Then do not disobey me, slave. Do you understand?"The bound blonde nodded."Next time, slave, it will be much more painful."Stephanie nodded again, crying. Her mind was a typhoon of feelings and emotions and thoughts, but foremost was that she did not want to experience any more pain from this man."Now, slave, I am going to remove your gag so that you can eat and drink. Any noise that comes out of your mouth will be. He hadn't put his cock in her for three years. She had heard he had a mistress whore who he fucked daily in his office.His secretary had told her about the whore. She said the girl looked about fifteen and had monster tits that were about FF. She also dressed like a street whore and when they were in his office she could hear him spank and slap her around and rip her clothes off. He would call her names and tell her she was a dirty slut and whore and skank. She left the intercom on so she could.