“Forget him, slut,” I hear Daniel snap. “You’re mine. Remember? You don’t put every bit of your body, mind and soul into me, and me alone right now, I’ll get permission to train you all over again. I don’t want the man disappointed in the goods he’s purchased with his devotion to you. You got that?”
“Yes, sir.” This time I mean it.
“You behave as if he’s not in the room, you understand?”
“Yes, sir.”
“So, who do you serve?”
“I serve you, sir.”
“Again.”
“I serve you, sir.”
“Then you know what you have to do.”
My fingers dive into his crotch, into the belt buckle and the zipper on his jeans, tearing the belt apart, the button loose, and then tugging the zipper down to extract his p***s from his pants. My head moves down, my mouth open to swallow his organ, while Daniel’s hand grasps
