"Y...Ya, sure if you want to," i manged to studder. As i stood, she rose as well. I unbuttoned my jeans and allowed them to fall to the floor. My boxe...rs came off next. "It's so big! Can i touch it?" I nodded. A slender hand rapped around my seven inch cock, a moan escaped my love-stricken lips as her sweet mouth slid onto my my throbbing erection. She started slow, suddenly she stopped and stripped out of her thin shirt to reveal her pert breasts. She pushed me onto the couch, i spread my legs. "No, Please Mike let me go. I've learned my lesson. Honest," Brandi cried between sobs."I don't think you've learned anything yet slave," Mike said, with a slap to her ass. "You still insist on calling me by my first name. A slave never uses her master's proper name. You will call me Master. Is that understood?" Mike had followed each sentence with a slap for emphasis."Yes Master. I'm sorry Master," Brandi cried.Mike went back to lubing up Brandi's ass with her pussy juice. The teen would have. He walks back over to me and i see in his hands a collar! “oh my god” i think to myself. He has not given me a collar yet. This means i have earned it and i am now his. I feel so excited as he speaks. “katie, as you know you have not had a collar, you have not earned it.” “however, i am ready to complete your transformation as my slave, my slut, and my little girl.” “by allowing me to place this on you and by wearing it you confirm that you are mine!” he stresses those two words, which causes. Mike puts the towel under him (“Don’t forget to bring a towel.” – Leave a comment if you know who says that). And I put my rubber on and lubed it up – squirting a good load in Mike’s crack.As I straddled Mike he turned his head and said “Fuck me HARD Dave!!!” He didn’t need to ask me twice.I wedged my cock head maybe half into Mike’s arse and moved it around a little bit. Just a little bit of the head of my cock. Now Mike was moaning and begging me to fuck him.Placing my hands on Mike’s.