"Master says... Keep hoping and clap your hands!" And Rose did that."Master says... Hop to the bed" And the hoping, clapping girl did so."Throw yourse...lf on the bed." Jason said and when Rose did this he began to laugh! "You lose, Master didn't say that!" Oh pooh!" Rose said and giggled. "So what happens now?" She asked."Now you pay a forfeit. I wonder what to make you do?" Jason said rubbing his chin in thought."I'm not going to sing! And I don't want to have to do chores!" Rose said. ? ?Also you think he was ugly but fortunately you didn?t tell him that. Where in your training did we give you the right to make judgments about a client?s appearance? It is you fate to serve sexually no matter what the client looks like; his looks has nothing to do with the submission required of a sex slave. He paid good money for a slave to be used for any imaginable act; that also gave him the right to call you whatever he wanted. We both know you?re human, what he believes is his. My panties are getting soaked and all i can think of is this will be the night where i get fucked by a hung black guy. my tits are barely able to be contained in my shirt. bouncing all over the place. you can see everytime the strobe lights go off. we go to sit and order a couple shots to feel even better. and get up and say "wanna go home and continue are own private dancing?" you immediately kno im down to fuck. we walk a short distance to my apartment. as soon as we enter my my place i turn. I reached down, grabbed her hair and slowly rocked my hips while the entire length of my cock was enveloped by her hot, wet and apparently, more than willing throat. Not once did she try to pull back, or move my hands. It seemed as though she wanted to get as much of me as she could in her mouth and I of course was more than happy to oblige. After a few moments of this incredible sensation I was ready to burst, but I held back. I wanted to see just what she had in mind. I removed my hands, and.