As he always does. ‘C’mon Caitie. You know what we’ve worked so hard for here!’ ‘I’m owned?’ ‘Yes and that means what to you?’ ‘I�...��I… well I should make Barney… make him happy, I think? To make him happy by being his slut?’ I shouldn’t have made it a question but they didn’t seem to get angry cause they are both so nice. Beth said ‘Of course, and another way to say that would be that you are…’ ‘Owned?’ ‘Yes…yes…but Barney’s ownership means what? That he is your master and that you are…’ I. The kiss was followed by another and another, ‘til I sat on the toilet. “ Come sit on me” “No face me” She straddled my legs, moving forward, and began to sit. “ Go on, You know what do with that.” She grabbed my cock by the shaft and placed it at her gaping wet honey pot, rubbing it back and forth in the wetness. My hands went to her hips, as I leaned forward to take a nipple in my moth to suck. She began to descend on me, relishing the feel as it entered into her belly. She sank all of the. She was nude and she seemed to be taking her time, walking around the room while taking off her earrings. I think she was purposely exposing herself to me. Was she trying to arouse me? As I was watching her, I could feel my penis begin to stir.What power she has over me, knowing that she can arouse me by just exposing herself. She came to the bed and got in. I turned off the lamp and lay on my back, knowing that in a few minutes, she would be fast asleep.Laying there in the darkness, she moved. I followed through the crowd, folio in hand taking note that I wasn’t the only artist in the room, several similar folios stood propped against tables as I went. Arisol slid into the booth gracefully as I propped my art against the room side of the small booth’s table, and followed her path. I sat at what I thought an appropriate distance, a foot separating us, but she slid back to be snugly seated, our sides touching. I looked at her sternly, but she wasn’t budging, so I just let it.