I wanted to go no further than I absolutely had to. The sooner wecould find a way out of the mess we were in, the better. I knew that Iwas consciously... running towards something that I dreaded.We talked on for another half hour. Before we parted, he gave meinjections in both hips, some pills to take and made me an appointmentto see a psychiatrist in one weeks time. He made me promise to bin allthe illicit drugs that I had. He finished by saying that he wanted tosee me in two weeks time and. That is not what I want to hear from her at all and she has a slightly dominant tone to her also. I didn't expect that from her. We get in the car and pull out of the garage. We make some small talk on the way and then she puts an address into my GPS. “Truth or Dare baby?” “Dare,” comes out of my mouth before I have a chance to think about my current clothing status. She hits the go button on the GPS and tells me to drive. Why didn’t I get gas on the way over? “I need gas. I don’t know how far. Her heart beats for him; her body waits to be wakened by his touch, her mind set alight by just the thought of him. She is weak, at his mercy. She knows he belongs to her, that she owns his heart. She knows what his body wants from hers, and is more than wanting to give it to him. She is the woman of his fantasies, the woman in his dreams. His body is hers to own, he is her Slave, and she is his Mistress. She loves the way he gives her exactly what she wants, she loves to be used by his body,. You take my cock back in your mouth and feel the sharp stinging on your breasts. I push my cock in harder, with your head hanging off the bed the angle is perfect for me to push the head of my cock literally into your throat. My balls are on your nose pressed hard against your face closing your airway. One of my hands grasps your throat choking you and adding more pressure to the tip of my dick. You rip away gasping for air, retching saliva and bile onto your face. I rip the cooking oil bottle.