If there was a chance that she might be able to get loose she always wanted me to make sure she could not! This led to using rope and duct tape to in...sure her wishes were met. From this point on all she wanted harsh sex! The rougher and harder I fucked and abused her the better she liked it! In retrospect I think she had secretly hoped that a bunch of men would come along and possibly rape her! I threatened her with this or something worse, always using the threat of big black men to do. .quick Clare, o-o-over here, and started a frantic hobbled dash towards the tree line round the edge of the park. Clare followed, her hand pressed firmly into her crotch, as Jess pulled ahead, as soon as she reached the tree line, she turned quickly to ace her, pouting in sheer frantic, desperation. "Keep a lookout Clare, I can't wait" she said, as she quickly pulled down her leggins and knickers, dropping into a squat. before her knickers were even fully clear a thick, gushing stream of pee. "That's not fair to get a girl worked up and then stop like you did." I seem to recall hearing that life isn't always fair, Wanda."She stood up, adjusted her bra and looked at me. "We can stop by my apartment at lunchtime. You haven't seen it." We're not going out. I ordered in," I informed her. "Now, start spitting out those graphs. I want to do some 'what if' projections."She didn't move. I glared at her. "You called me a slut," she said."I love you like a sister, Wanda, but admit it, you're. No one will care," Mastergrowled from behind as a second vicious stroke landed causing me toscream again.However the scream of my third stroke was muffled as once again Mistresspulled me down into her sopping wet pussy. I must admit I was now aslobbering wreck, tears and pussy juice coating my face as the strokeslanded.....how many I could not tell before there was a blissful pause.My ass felt like it was on fire and I shivered at the lack of pain whichsurprised me.Masters next touch made me.