Brady was bringing her to her to an epic release, and used his hand to press down on her lower abdomen right above her mound. “Fuck me, Brady! Oh my......Uh” she moaned and arched her back, legs spread as she experiencing the pleasure he was bestowing upon her. Her body thrashed a few more times, and she began to breathe again. Her heart rate slowed as she pulled him up on top of her. “I...” Laura tried to speak, but the tears in her eyes and voice, choked her up and the words would not come.. Dropping to her knees, she slowly crawls to His feet. 'I am sorry that I disturbed You so Master' she stutters. Patting her head He points to the couch, forgiven my love, but it cannot go unpunished.Rising slowly, but respectfully, heading in the direction of the couch, whispering 'Yes Master.''Bend over my love.' Glancing over her shoulder, nodding silently, as she bends over the couch, her short skirt revealing a hint of what lays beneath.As the Master slowly rises, reaching for His oak. I thought Emilia looked reassuredafter that, though she asked me more about Andrew later in the evening,and why I'd never told her how well I knew him when she'd talked abouthim in homeroom. I didn't have a good answer. "...I kind of didn't wantyou two using me as a go-between," I said, "asking me questions about eachother and all." That was partly true, but it didn't really satisfy her.After supper, we watched a couple of movies and set up sleeping bags inthe living room (there wasn't room. Then she turned to Anthony. "And you, don't even bother calling me, we are done." And with that, Delilah took the half empty glass of beer in front of Anthony, and threw the remaining liquid in his face. Then she ran out of the bar crying. "Fucking cunt!" Anthony yelled after her.The redhead noticed Delilah was headed towards the door and followed her outside. She found Delilah slumped against the wall outside the bar. She sat down next to her."Hey are you okay, I saw what happened in there.".