I count on being able to talk to my Master on my way home every day to help me blow off steam, but today, of all days, he didn't answer his phone. No...w I am pulling into his driveway, and spoiling for a fight. I completely ignore the rug by the front door where I am to kneel when I get home, and wait for permission to enter Master's sanctuary for us. Instead, I storm through the house, calling his name. And I don't mean "Master", or even "Sir", but his given name. I finally find him in. It felt good and she wondered if it would happen again. When the last bell rang, Rita ran to her bus stop. Mixed feeling ran through her body as she moved to her place.She did not recognize anybody and she was standing alone. Her head was down and she did not see the new passengers when the bus picked them up. As she was struggling with her dilemma, Rita felt a hand run across her ass. She froze. Rita wanted to know who was touching her but she felt that any sudden movement might make him stop.. Major Marcos held the woman’s chin for a moment longer then his hand moved up, caressing her cheek...‘Gaaaaaah!’She screamed as his fingers gripped and clenched, twisting in her hair and wrenching her head backwards. Her hands scrabbled uselessly against his arm, her fingers still stiff and cramped from the handcuffs. ‘Listen to me, you traitorous rebel bitch. Sooner or later you will tell us everything...the only choices you have are when you talk...and how much you are prepared to be hurt. Once, I put her on her hands and knees on the bed with her panties on, then I knelt behind her and slowly pulled her panties down over her ass as I put put my face between her cheeks and gave her ass a good licking. In the spoon position in bed, I could put my hard dick in the crack of her ass and rub the underside of it up and down her ass crack like I was fucking her crack. Between her pussy juice and my precum, there was plenty of lubrication and if felt great to both of us. If I pressed the.