"In her five inch heels, she must have stood over six feet. She was wearing black leather slacks, a black and red corset that accentuated her waist an...d breasts. Her black hair was combed back. Everything about her exuded power, class, and control. Her piercing eyes talked as she spoke. As I stood to shake her hand and to explain that my name was Andrew, she stopped me."Andrea my name is Domme Demand. You may call me Mistress, Domme Demand, or Goddess. I shall call You Andrea or whatever I. ” Then he thrust inside of her. She screamed and he groaned into her neck. It was so painful, she was ready yet, but he just kept thrusting deeper and deeper. He opened her legs wider and circled them around his hips and moved faster. “Kyle! Stop! It hurts.” Either he didn’t care or he was so lost into his own pleasure that he didn’t notice her protests. “Ah, fuck.” He said as he slammed her against the headboard. He pulled her hips flushed against his as he made one more deep thrust and came. She was still so aroused that every time his tongue touched her clitoris she jerked her hips and gasped. I lay back on the bed beside her and stroked her breasts then kissed her. As my lips, still coated in her juice touched hers she sighed.She put a hand on the back of my head and thrust her tongue into my mouth and we kissed passionately, our tongues entwined. Then she broke off the kiss and let out a loud gasp. I looked down and saw Al had stopped licking her and had entered her with his. “This is the consequence for your insolence, slut.” I say as I bring it across her ass once more, her bubble butt quickly turning a beautiful crimson. “I’m not a slut.” She spits at me through her tears. Smiling I drop the belt and pull her increasing wet white thong down, reveling a glistening cunt. “Your sopping wet cunt disagrees with you! Only a slut gets off on being spanked with a belt!” I say as I invade her cunt with my index and middle finger. “You start at one again!” I shout as I.