''I love it...'' I smiled as our noses touched, lips so close but not touching, staring into each others' eyes.My phone rang making us both jump.''Hel...lo... Hi dad... Uh huh... I'm on my way... I... Erm... Missed the bus. I'm getting a lift. I'll be home soon. Promise.'' I had my hand over Billy's mouth shaking my head.''I have to go NOW.'' I told him with a serious face.We left The Point in a hurry, grabbing the blanket and our jackets before Billy drove me home on his Kawasaki motorbike.. I could barely walk I was so whipped. Marcia climbed off the Sybian and came over to me, cradling me in her arms. I had been right about her Sybian. Her orgasmic fluids drenched the thing. My little slave. God, how I loved her. I looked around and saw there was only one Master left. He was still going strong.I found out that I'd actually lasted 22 minutes. The final contestant lasted a full 28 minutes. I don't know how he managed to last that long, although he was an older man. Something to be. "I nodded. That was it then. She'd been broken. She was mine now. I grabbed her left breast roughly and pressed the brand into the underside of it. There was a sound of hissing flesh, quickly drowned out by her shriek. I removed the brand and threw it back into the brazier. She kept screaming."You've been on the verge of coming for two days. Now I'm going to give you the strongest orgasm of your life. You'll never break the association between pain and pleasure I'm about to give you. You're. Her own leg was between his, his legs instinctively closing to catch it before her knee crushed his balls. Not that she was moving now. She just lay there, patiently waiting for him to get off of her.“Oh, yeah! Sorry!” Ryan started to pull his hand away from her breast, and then noticed something. Her breathing. Her eyes were the same - red, placid, calm, her face unchanged, but there was something about her breathing.Breath in- out - out. Breath in - out - out.It was slight, but Ryan could.