She apologized again then quickly left. Another devious though entered my head. To cashier I asked which nipple clamp is better. In the car she pops in a pill and washes it down with a day old water bottle from the backseat. The third time he comes back and says,” Sorry miss, I can’t find your prescription.”
“That’s bullshit. Please master,” Erika pleads. Her hands shaking and face turning redder and redder by the minute. Erika spreads her legs, and I hold Erika’s waist and start a rhythmic in and out motion. “Yeah thanks,” I said not looking at him. Rule five was to come find me the moment she came home and suck me off. It was seven-thirty. “About to have breakfast,” I replied. He face started getting a little red and she hurried out of the dining room when I dismissed her. Joe and I hung out frequently and he came around a lot more, especially after Erika moved in.
