Marshall, sir, may I please come!
NO! You cant come, he barked. Sluts being punished dont deserve to come.
He watched her struggle, fighting off the demanding climax with a good submissives determined will to obey her master. Meanwhile, like the excellent sadist he was, Marshall kept up the teasing massage to make her task even harder.
Oh, please, sir, I beg you, she tried again. Anything
anything. Ill do anything you ask.
Of course, youll do anything I ask. Thats the point. Im the master, youre the slave.
Her body lurched particularly hard at the way hed just defined them.
And that arouses you, doesnt it?
She didnt answer.
Answer me! he shook her by the crotch and poked a finger into her rectum, just for spite. He knew she still resisted anal probing.
