Take me back, Wayne," I say, gasping for air as the panic fills my body. "You belong to me. I am your Master. I must keep you with me," he says sternl...y. I start to cry, terrified of being stuck here and not being able to go back. "Please," I beg, trying again, unwilling to give up. "You said that you would do anything I ask of you," he states. "I am telling you that you have to stay here. With me." The realization hits me then. I gave him permission when I said that I would do anything he. He tried to will his hands to stop the shaking the dream caused. There was no reason for it.He swung his legs out of the bed and put his feet onto the cold floor. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and ran his fingers through his hair. Nothing like this has ever happened.He remembered the dream vividly and realized this was not anything normal for him. He was a straight man with a healthy appetite for the ladies. He didn’t see how this dream could happen for him right now. Or for the last three. Please, stop for a little while! I can stand no more," I pleaded.He crawled up my body, and kissed my lips. I could taste my juices on his lips and tongue. His face was sticky and it stuck to mine. I licked around his mouth and face to clean it off. When I had finished, I could speak, finally."God, I must be a slut. I don't want you to ever stop," I said. After a time of kissing, cuddling, and touching each other, I had to tell him what I desired."Please, I need to feel you in me. Please!" I. " He crawled into the corner and sat with his back against it. He heard her walk outside and shut the door. He took the opportunity to wipe the spit from his mouth. He looked down at his solid cock and grimaced at how fucking hard she had made him. He rested his head against the wall and relived each and every time she had forced him to worship her young body... He realized he must have been asleep when he opened his eyes and her heel was inches from his cock. He took a closer look.