Melinda would drop me off in front of the salon while she drove around to find the nearest parking spot, soon to return with my outfit—always keepin...g its nature and exact components a secret from me. Meanwhile I would sashay in to the shop wearing perhaps Capri pants, a loose knit top and some high, sporty wedges, selected partially for their open-toe design that showed off my neatly perdicured toes to perfection. And by now, Melinda had me nearly living in the double-D breasts, glued to my. "When I was about halfway in she told me to stop. I asked her if she wanted me to pull it out, but she said no, she just wanted me to stay still like that until she got accustomed to it. A couple of minutes later she asked me to continue and after a final thrust, which caused her to yelp, I was all the way in. After her cry of pain, once more I asked if she wanted me to stop, but again, she insisted that I just lie still for a moment so that she could get used to the invasion of her backside.. I will address you as slave, slut, whore, skank, etc. You must be accessible to me at all times while you stay here. Now, I have some ground rules. One, you must always address me as Master. Two, you must always reply to me. Three, you must always be shaved. If you are not, I will punish you harshly. Four, if you tell anyone about our situation, I will kill you. Dont think I wont either, slave. Five, you must ask permission to cum IF I decide to fuck you. Do you understand? Luke says. I nod my. This was exactly what I was looking for. We are texting a lot, exchanging pictures and taking some sexy hot pictures of our own  and really getting to know each other. So over the course of this time we’re sharing our wants and desires and what we’re hoping to get out of this relationship. He’s shared that he wants to be controlled by me, which is completely not my personality at all. In fact, it’s completely the opposite. So as time went on he continued to make suggestions in that.