Thus far, she had committed one error. The penalty had not been too difficult to bear. Her arse had smarted beneath his hand, but the ache had faded f...aster than expected. The small metal clips he had affixed to her nipples produced a tolerable pain save when he pulled upon the chain between them. To her surprise, the sensations had only added to her ardor. Her stomach rumbled, and she wished she had taken his advice and eaten more of her breakfast. She considered going in search of the pantry. “You want white or red,” he asked? “Whatever you’re having is fine with me.” We sat and joked and drank wine for a while until I figured it was time to start placing pictures around. Just as I was about to suggest to Andros that we get started, the cook walked out from the back. “Okay Andros, I’m done for the night. You need me for anything else?” “No, Tony. I’ll see you tomorrow. Let me lock the door behind you,” he said, following the man to the front door. I got up and. Now that he wasn’t in crisis mode, his mind was subconsciously adding up things that didn’t make logical sense. She should have more bruises.‘Yes’.Oh. Why did that make her feel worse than she already did? What did another pair of eyes on her during the worst moments of her life matter? She was letting him take her somewhere.“Was there another girl there?” she turned her head toward the window as she asked, because she couldn’t look him in the eyes anymore. He’d watched those men do terrible. "She blushed, "Actually, I am a virgin." My mouth dropped. Ivanka is so gorgeous, you would think she actually had someone between her legs at least once. As I moved closer, she stared at my cock. "Eric, please, this is wrong." I ignored her, and kept moving closer. When I was right beside her, she moved away. I moved closer and gripped her. "Suck my cock. Now!"I pointed to my cock then pointed to her mouth. She looked at me horrified at first, but slowly using her hands she massaged my cock.