. this interview has the objective of uncovering knowledge. Nothing is as it seems. Once again, I remind you of these facts." Never mind that!" Howard... was livid. "Tell me about the torture! Damn you, woman! Tell me!"Cecily swung across the floor, her legs arcing behind her, and yet her smile was in place. It gave her strength to know that Howard was ensnared in her yarns. It made her strong, and he was weak."Mr Pendrill. Since you insist. I'll tell you. I admit: it hurt. Of course it hurt!". Do it. Let's get started."Turning and reaching for the bottom of the chalkboard to pull it up to display the board beneath it was the first time I caught a view of her ass.And what an ass it was. It was the kind of buttocks that haunts you.It was perfect. Her poly blend knee high tight skirt hugged the shape of her ass justperfectly. It was the most amazing ass I had ever seen. The way the material formed to her thighs as she stepped from one side of the board to the other. When she reached up. He instructed me to watch Him in the mirrored ceiling above us. Our bodies in that ceiling were the hottest image I had ever seen. I laid back and enjoyed his hands and lips on my body. Suddenly and with no warning, Master ripped my bra off my body, he turned me around to do me from behind. His cock entered me and the tip burned my already exhausted pussy. His voice was deep and condensing as he told me I was His cock hungry whore and ordered me to cry out “thank you Master!” with each stroke. I went upstairs to change into some sweatpants since I was tired from a long shift and was ready to throw on some sweatpants and a hoodie and watch some television downstairs. I noticed my mom was already a sleep which wasn’t too out of the ordinary since she works early every day. I threw on some clothes and headed downstairs where I saw my dad sitting on the couch watching some re-runs. He was drinking a beer, and eating some left overs. He worked late the past few days so he was tired, and.