Her master was very strict with the cleanliness of her ass and she was to have it "fresh" at all time. He could check on her at any moment, asking her... to take her panties down and to bend over so that he could smell that she kept her little pucker to a high standard of hygiene. In practice it meant that each time she was going to the toilet she had to wash her bum. It was easy enough to do at home but could prove more challenging when away from the house. Of course she could wait to be home to. She stepped closer to Magda, who backed up untilshe was against the bathroom wall. Rozkoo looked down atthe woman, who suddenly seemed very small. Rozkoo put her hands on the wall alongside Magda, leanedclose to her face and said, “You’re the kind of womanthat needs to be taken down a peg or two, and I thinkI’m the person that’s gonna do it. Whaddya say, Mrs.Carter? You want I should teach you a few things aboutbeing nice to me?”“Please just go and. “What have you traded me for?” I asked, the fire in me rising again. “Money? Stocks and shares? A lucrative case?” “It doesn’t matter what the currency was, it’s done and you now belong to Mike, who has won the right to treat you as he pleases for the next two hours.” Taking a fortifying breath, appalled by the forbidden excitement that ricocheted through me at the thought of what I was about to do, I met his eyes. “I hope it was worth it,” I whispered at him insubordinately, “because I think. I grunted at Clay, "pull my hair!" Right then Clay pulled out of me and told me to get on me knees. Of course I obeyed him. On my knees, I flet Clay's HUGE mushroom head back at my hole, and slowly pushing it's way through. Once all the way in, Clay grabbed my left hip with one hand, and a handful of my hair with the other. He pulled my hair hard as he fucked me for almost 5 mnutes. Clay finally told me that he was close to cumming and that maybe he should pull out. I pulled myself off.