I heard the door open, then the lock click behind whoever it was, Whoever it was I could hear them move through the house, they were trying to find me.... Finally the bedroom door creaked open. I could sense someone in front of me, not much more than a meter.Do you realise how pathetic you look slut? The voice was MDs, my pulse quickened, I was beyond aroused. I felt as though I was about to lose all control.I'm sorry I look pathetic Mistress, I replied. Why are you dressed like a fucking whore?. From then on when we were getting ready in the morning, hanging out after school, or on the weekends we would make out a lot. One day, mom and dad were out shopping. I walked over to Ry. She jumped up and wrapped her legs around my waist. She started to kiss me. I could feel her boobs rubbing against my chest. I didn't really notice until it was too late that her pants were rubbing mine and I started to get hard. She gasped, and jumped down as my dick sprung to life, and started to rub her. She was nothing but his plaything and she needed a reminder.He moved behind her and pulled the dildo out, the relief she felt was incredible but it only lasted a moment until he shoved it back in. In and out, ramming her hard and fast with the huge thing. Her insides felt like she was being ripped apart but she didn't dare cry out. When he finished he reached down and felt her dripping cunt. Her body had betrayed her yet again. He gently fingered her clit and she immediately had an orgasm. "That's too bad," I said carefully. What are yousupposed to say to something like that? HEY, GIRL,I'LL SHOW YOU HOW IT'S DONE seemed kind of crude. "Have you ever had a problem like that?" she asked. "No," I admitted, hoping it didn't sound like I wasbragging. "In fact, I'm a little bit trigger-happy ifyou touch me in the right place." "Maybe it's just that no one has ever touched me inthe right place..." Her voice trailed off as sheglanced down at the floor, too shy to meet my.