My heart was in my throat and I was putting more pressure than was safe on the trigger of the gun I was holding. I was trying to watch Lauren, the pan...l, and Victor all at once, but my attention was drawn completely to Lauren as a small electrical hum started. I was seized with a desperate desire to yell at him to stop, but before I could even form the words the entire platform area was bathed in a dizzying array of sparking lights, as though a nation of fireflies had decided to celebrate their. The first thoughts were - what do I call her this morning? Gina or Mistress? I better go with 'Mistress', at least until she says something to the contrary. What the hell have I gotten into? She is one hell of a woman when she has sex. My poor cock is tender. I dressed, went down to the kitchen and there she was, pouring coffee to put on a tray, probably for me, I thought. When she saw me, she just stood there, looking at me. I couldn't tell what she was thinking as her face was devoid of any. ‘I love how your tits flatten out when you raise your arms,’ he said. ‘What do you think Todd would do if he saw you like this?’ I gulped. ‘He would force me, Master.’ Brandon laughed. ‘I doubt it would take much forcing, would it? Bet you’d like that.’ He grabbed my left breast and squeezed. He lowered his head to the nipple and took it between his teeth. Then he pulled, stretching it thin and tight. ‘Thank you!’ I moaned. ‘Master, thank you!’ He let go and then picked up the permanent marker. I bet none of you are even on the pill. We all take gym together, so I know you finished your periods last week, just like me.”She gave me a ten-thousand-watt smile as she took my arm to go back to our private dining room. As the door was closing, I heard a few girls, those with enough brain cells to do the math, realized that meant Emily was fertile right now, and so were they. Emily didn’t make an ass of herself about it, but she made sure everyone passing going to the bathrooms could see us.
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