Abigail lay on the bed, collapsed. When she heard my voice, her body stiffened. After a brief silence, she pursed her lips and raised her head. Gulp. She swallowed all the c*m in her mouth. She offered no words of protest. She no longer had the will to resist.
In fact, she even stuck out her tongue and licked the sticky white liquid on her lips. She looked at me with a flirty smile painted on her face and asked, "Are you happy now, Master?"
I looked at her in a condescending fashion. Although on the outside I seemed calm, I was a little surprised on the inside. Was this woman... actually broken by me? Why was she not feeling angry and humiliated? Why was she so obedient? I nodded dismissively. "You did pretty well."
"Hmph, you almost f****d me to death just now. Is this how you treat y
