I could not believe he started to push more down my throat. Becky's fingers went deep into my pussy and when she wiggled them, I tried to scream my wa...y through an orgasm, but I could not utter a sound.I could not move my head or even moan with David's cock buried deep into my throat. My pussy was wetting Becky's fingers as I felt my body shake. My legs went rigid as I rode out my first orgasm. It was long and hard. When it was over, my body went slack but only for a few seconds. Becky did not. . Quite a novel response from her." And she does this often?" Brandon asked, blinking at me."Not often," I said. "Not often enough that people catch on." Of course not," Meredith said. "She's very careful. When she breaks the rules, she breaks them in a way that is completely outrageous—so over-the-top that nobody would ever believe it." That's not what all the posting on the web-board sounds like," Brandon said."She doesn't care about what people believe of her there," I said, "because it. I stayed on the ground for a moment, wincing in anticipation of a blow that never came. The entire tavern had fallen silent. Then I heard a woman's voice from the direction of the entrance, a voice filled with the confidence of hard-won authority. "Well, well. Did all of you boys come all this way just to see me? I'd be flattered if I wasn't so insulted."I raised my head to see three women standing in front of the open door. All three were dressed in what might only be very loosely termed. '" Oh right," I stammered, "Sorry. Thank you, sir." Good. I know you're an inexperienced slave, so allowances will be made ... to a point." Uh, yes sir. Thanks you, sir." His smile softened.Propping himself up on the headboard with his pillow he patted the bed, "take off your shoes and kneel over my hips." Oh hell yeah," I thought, stepping out of my shoes and straddling him eagerly."No. Facing my feet." Uh, yes sir," I answered, confused."Master," he corrected."Yes Master" Lower you shoulders.