I was kissing a man, but I didn't care. Orat least I tried not to. I was concentrated solely on survival. Hispowerful hands rubbed my back, before tra...velling down and squeezing myshapely rear. I ignored it. I had to get as much of the antidote aspossible. Master wasn't bluffing, I'd seen that in his eyes. Paolo movedhis hands up to my head, his fingers moving through my hair. It wouldalmost have been nice if the whole thing wasn't so absurdly gross. Wecontinued to kiss until our mouths were dry. In both of our previous encounters, I had just stood there as Randy advanced on me. Not this time, I started to move around to his left. He sort of turned with me but he kept getting his feet tangled up. Finally he roared, I mean he actually roared like a lion or something, and charged me.I let him come to me and as he did I ducked under his outstretched arms and stepped to one side. When I got beside him, I kicked the side of his leg right at the knee. He went down on his stomach. He landed. I didn’t want to hear anymore of Timothy Henderson’s lies. I took off the engagement ring he had given me not too long ago. Gosh, those were different days. It felt like a lifetime ago. I threw the ring at Timothy, my eyes filled with tears. That’s when he got mad at me. He called me a Negro slut, an ape woman and all kinds of slurs. It took several prison guards to haul him away from the visitation room. Even though we were separated by bulletproof glass, I felt frightened of him. Who knew. ."My silent answer is to shove the ball gag in her mouth as she pleads. I clasp the gag behind her head, I say, " No, you won't tell anyone......You don't want to lose this deal. A million dollar deal for your pussy. It's a small price to pay, don't you think?" Laying beside her, I begin to lightly kiss her neck...shoulders......chest. Her tears of guilt and shame run down her face, as I ravish her. When I take her breast in my mouth, she arches her back and moans loudly into the gag as I suck.