What is it you want more than anything in the world









 **Slave:** 



I NEED YOU TO OWN MY CUM! It's always bee...n yours!




Ma'am please ma'am




. My balls are on fire









 



**Mistress:**Haha, not yet they aren't two more demerits




. Beg me, 




Beg me to let you stop









 **Slave:** Please









 **Mistress:** 



One more demerit









 



**Slave:** Ma'am please let me stopmam!









 **Mistress:** 



Keep begging, I don't think you mean. I had to calm down myself before getting out the bath but the image of her stayed.I finally got myself to calm down and headed to the lockers. I sat in front of the mirror and inspected my face. My beard had started to catch up, it would need some shaving. Also my face showed signs of tan, nice. Did the girl like my shabby looks? It does make me look a bit more manly. No harm keeping a day more. But I gotta do something about this heat. The hot water really got into me. Just when I was about to. It was built into the detonator receiver which also was deactivated until it reached 36 degrees.You might think Oleg was a cold hearted murderous bastard but in fact his parents were lawfully married even before he was born.For several years Oleg drove to Sheffield each Thursday evening to pick up a slut. He would take them to the Premier Inn by the M1 and have them fist themselves. He loved to watch them struggle. He always took a rubber sheet and plenty of lube.The old ones were the best, he. The girls then pushed me out of the door wearing only my boxer shorts and shoes and as I got outside facing away from the Denise and Tracy they pulled my boxers down and threw them inside the house and quickly relocked the door.It was quite cold outside and suddenly I felt the cold breeze blow around me and I could feel my nipples erect and also I could feel the cold air blowing on my penis and arousing my bell-end. I half hoped I got an erection; at least it would not be as embarrassing as.