What most people mistook for a gentle, soft little girl on the outside, was actually a sadistic brat that loved to pull pranks on anyone she could get... a hand on. Her favorite one was waking you up by shoving her but right up against your face. While you had been unimaginably annoyed by this when you were younger, you complained less and less as you and your sister matured. Now it was practically a staple of your relationship. Even your mom thought it was cute and has done it to you when you. Her lips parted and her tongue touched mine and it felt like fire. It consumed us both. My hand tugged at her skirt to find an opening. I wanted to touch her pussy. She helped by lifting her skirt up a little and my hand found her hairy pussy. I felt the warm wetness and smelled her muskiness as I played with her. Her hand had reached behind and was grabbing at my cock through my shorts. She finally slipped her hand inside my waistband and I felt her warm hand grip my hard young cock. This. You ready?" Yes," I mummered. "I want you to fuck me. I want feel your black cock inside me." You sure are a white slut." He said."I can't help it," I responded. "Ed's convinced me I was born to be a slut."Before long Leo pulled my blouse off over my head exposing my naked breasts. "Nice titties," he commented as he started to kiss and suck them.He took each of my nipples between his teeth and sucked them to full erection. I arched my back and ran my fingers through the curls of his coarse,. Why does Master think I do not trust him? Why is Master not talking? He must be disappointed in me. I hear Master moving, but I can not see his shoes anymore. I kneel and breath, I must not cry. It is quiet again. "Little Slut", Master calls out. Master is sitting in the large, silver throne. It has a lion face on each arm. The back and seat is covered in black velvet. Everytime I look at his favorite chair I remember when he cuffed my wrists to the chair's legs and then bent me over.