“Do not cum yet bitch. You have not asked for permission. You do not cum until I give my permission, understand.”I can barely comprehend what he i...s saying. Don’t cum, how can I stop this? Try as I might, I can not stop this rapture. “Please sir, can I cum now. I need this release. Please.”I am to the point of no return. I couldn’t stop this first orgasm if I tried, but I feared what my punishment would be for not obeying. “Yes baby, cum for me. Tonight, I am your master, and you will please me.. We go throughand spring littles like yourself from their kidnappers, and then helpthem get their lives back together. Most of the time we operate on theother side of the country, but ten months ago we found out there was alittle behind held by a professor at Emerson University that we neededto free. Zoe took in a team of seven operatives that night.Unfortunately, the operation was totally FUBAR. One operative managedto make it back to our safe house, four were killed, and two were sentto. I'd thought for sure I'd have needed to cum, but it hadn't worked out that way. "Good morning slave." I brushed the hair out of her eyes. "Are you disappointed I didn't fuck you in the night?" Monique remained silent, I could sense the incredible disdain she was feeling and I thrust my finger in her pussy. "I love this little cunt. Tell me you're my whore!" I could feel her body shudder against mine as she started to cry. "Get off the bed!" I pushed Monique off the mattress and she fell to her. The Madame insisted I cook something special for him and when I tried to stretch what little we had she chastised me in front of the Professor. He asked during dinner what had happened to cause the fall and at first we became silent.“Her son was peeping on my daughter’s bath and when she cried out I came running and fell,” Madame left out a few of the details but unfortunately it wouldn’t have mattered. The Professor’s opinion of me fell even lower and he concluded I must be guilty and somewhat.