When they were inside Mark closed and then locked the door and stood and looked at her, Annie smiled and said 'what are you looking at then?' He said ...now the door is locked I think it is time I got a real look at that body of yours don't you, get your skirt and blouse off now you slut!' Annie gasped as she heard him Mark had never been like that with her before but at the same time she knew she liked being told what to do but she hesitated for a moment and Mark said in an angry tone 'do not. She kissed my wildly sliding her tongue over my face. With a single move she pulled my shoulder and twisted her hips. Rolling us over pinning me down. She kissed my cheek and neck,sliding down she kissed my chest and stomach, then around my dick and balls. She ran her tongue over the length of my dick and slid down under my balls. She acted as if she was possessed. She sucked my balls then the head of my dick. Her tongue flicked at my piss slit as if she was drilling. She started stroking my. Have you decided on a name for her yet, Mistress?”“I’m unsure whether to use her own name or give her a new one. For the moment ‘slut’ or your favoured name ‘bitch’ will suffice. But now it is late so time for bed I think. Leave the plates, she can do those in the morning.”I picked up a leash and clipped it to slut’s collar and tugged upwards. Catching on quickly she rose to her feet and I led her out of the room with Magda bringing up the rear. I led her up the stairs and into my bedroom. I. At some point, Jorie threw off the covers that tangled his legs and sat up fully awake in the deep darkness. Tourmaline had two small moons and neither was in the sky at the moment.When Jorie was an undergraduate, his roommate fell in love with a beautiful woman whose boyfriend of the moment was a hulking burrball player with an anger management problem. Burrball was a fast moving contact sport played with a partial no-gravity ball with spikes; it wasn't a game for sissies. After several weeks.