She flipped up the black skirt I had put back on from the night before. She held me down by the small of my back, and proceeded to stoop down. “Whose ass is this?”
“Yours madam.” I said. She was a mess, obviously more so then I was. He had no problem destroying a life, and I’m not talking about murder, though I was sure he wouldn’t have a problem with that either. I was already so many things that I didn’t feel like becoming either. There was no way to know exactly what she had in store for me. When I didn’t say anything she decided to speak up instead. The belt was strapped around me and left to dangle. “That’s enough Foxx, unhook yourself, and come on.” she said, “But, leave the toy in her ass.”
I followed my madam’s instructions and ran to her. “God yes!” I screamed, and she gave it a mighty twist.
