Waiting until my master was to look at me again and see me playing with my clit...My master asked to stop before we reached home, asking for me to let... him suck again. I told him to join me on the back seat. And told the other guy too as well. They both did, my master wasting no time by putting his lips around my nipple. I turned to face the other guy, and told him this was what I wanted. I kissed him as my master took out his cock and I reached out putting my hand around it. He kissed me slowly. She reaches behind her to unclasp her bra. But she catches it before it uncovers her breasts, with a sly smile she removes her hands, which causes the bra to fall free. They are perfect, I say to myself. I look at them, they are bigger than a handful (find out later on what size they are) and also they have a dark areola larger than a half dollar size coin, with an almost inch size nipple. ‘Beautiful,’ is all I can muster, as I reach out with my left hand and start to fondle the right breast. I. Her soft, seductive voice spoke up again. "Just ask. You'd be surprised what I'll do for you. But you have to ask. Nicely." A dominatrix. The thought rang through my mind. But to have her, would be worth almost anything. The words came out with surprising ease, "Please, I want to make love to you." She shook her head at me, smiling. "I don't make love. I take. I conquer. I'll even fuck, but I don't make love." Those deep blue eyes challenged me, lured me. I felt like I was sinking into them. I. He started laughing, and all the other young men joined him.“You’ve got quite a girl there, cowboy,” said Kenny.“I know,” said Dad.Dad was silent as we walked out to the truck a short while later. I was tense, for I expected him to be mad at me for disobeying him. When he still hadn’t said anything when we got on to the interstate, I was sure I was in trouble.“I’m sorry, Dad,” I said, thinking to preempt him. “But I was afraid they were going to shoot you.”He didn’t take his eyes off the road,.