"No!" She pulls it away."Are you talking back to me, slave?" No, Master! I'm sorry, Master!"I let it go at that because she's not yet strong enough ...to endure what I'd normally do. She pulls a clamp out of the bucket. It's a rather wicked device. Though the clamp end is rubber coated, it's ratcheted closed, giving more pressure than a spring operated clamp might. She figures out how to open it, then stares at it, mesmerized. She looks at me briefly, then places it over her right nipple. . I am very nervous, excited, aroused by the prospect. I reach my hand down to the warmth between my legs, slick already with wanting, needing. The lead up to this moment has been absolutely erotic. The dirty talk and sexy words exchanged over the past months have me ready and willing for this mystery man. I run my finger slowly along the moist flesh inside, slipping in deeper as I go. I must wait, I think to myself and stop my exploration. I hear a muffled sound and see a sliver of light as a. “Fuck you keep going and I will cum fast!” I grunted as she pulled back keeping just the tip of my cock between her lips and looked me in the eyes. She plunged her head back down and deep throated my cock. My toes were curling and I was not going to last long. Most women licked and teased, but Julia was a woman possessed and swallowed me as deep as possible. I lifted my hips and she gulped hard and I came hard. Blast after blast of my orgasm went right into her throat as I gripped her head and. Right about now you are asking yourself “What’s wrong with this guy? Thirty years old and single? Obviously he isn’t gay, at least you wouldn’t think so given the way he lusts after Angelina Deerfield. Well the sad truth is that while I like the ladies I don’t trust them. My distrust had its roots in high school.I dated Brenda Stuart for three months before asking her to go steady with me. She said yes and two months later she dumped me for the football team’s quarterback. Next up was Linda.