You are my lord and master and your cock and balls are my god. Your jizz is holy fluid that I will treat as precious at all times. I beg you to abase ...me as it pleases your cock and balls."She was clearly horrified and her expression indicated that I would have a great deal of pleasure beating her into reciting this debasing oath. "While we're at it, let me tell you about the act of obeisance that I think I'll have you perform."You will be stark naked. You will have put lipstick on your nipples,. I said a little too proudly. He slapped my tits making me scream in pain. Who was the little slut you were kissing? My receptionist, Megan. I moaned out. You ever fuck that? He asked. No, that was the first time we did that. I whimpered, the pain he was causing my breasts as he slapped and kneaded them was becoming too much. He took a hold of my blouse and ripped it open, tearing the expensive garment in half, torn threads hanging from it. He looked down at my bra encased tits and said Those. "Sure," I said. That was a sign things my be interesting right away. "Go ahead and sit at the counter, I have coffee for you there," was her reply. Her home had a lot of windows including two large picture windows overlooking her vineyard, fortunately there were sheers over the windows along with d****s or shades...no one could see inside in daytime. I enjoyed my coffee while awaiting her appearance. Soon she walked through the living room door...with nothing on but a welcoming smile and her. ”You see, that is the problem. I am sick and tired of men who just want my money.” I said with another sigh.”So, you become a whore?” Patrick asked confused.”Not exactly.” I said.”Are you going to have sex with me for money?” He asked.”I sure will!” I said enthused.”Then, you are a whore.” He replied.”No, I’m taking your money after we have sex. Instead of men taking my money, I’m taking theirs.” I said.”Wait a minute…” Patrick said before busting out with laughter.”Instead of them taking your.