Chapter 1

As I stood there, waiting for my bride to come down the aisle, I remembered the first time I saw her.

The address was down a side road just out of town. Getting near the end, I could see five small but well kept homes on large lots. Oddly, my predecessor's records showed that each home was a sure sale, but always on different days. Why would he drive all the way out here five days in a row and only visit one house each time? This was a new territory for me and my predecessor had made regular sales here before, so I decided to stop and try my luck. It was a nice house with a well kept yard and a sale is a sale! This was my last stop for the day.

I'm a pretty talkative guy even for a door-to-door salesman but I was speechless when she answered the door, I was ready to launch into my sales pitch, but only got the first syllable out before my carefully refined sales talk became tongue tied. At first glance, she was breathtakingly gorgeous. Her attitude and outfit would give anyone looking at her a stutter. Brilliant green eyes stared back at me, slightly amused at my discomfort. She had a welcoming smile, trying to put me at ease at the same time. Ringlets of bright red hair fell beyond her shoulders and as my eyes continued down, her blouse showed a deep-V of perfect breasts just barely supported by a dark green leather corset over her see-through white blouse. Strands of rope were visible tied tightly around the base of each, making them balloon proudly. Through the fabric I could see rings pierced through her nipples.

As my gaze continued downward, her wrists were locked to a wide leather belt around her tiny waist with green leather cuffs, a tight green leather skirt continued down to her knees, where black stockings lead him down to very high black heels. Her ankles were connected by another set of matching cuffs and oddly, a length of light chain trailed out of her skirt and up to a track on the ceiling that crossed the room.

"Oh! Please come in! It's always so quiet here and no one's been to visit in days!" As she talked I could see an emerald stud piercing her tongue.

She shuffled back, opening the door with one hand. I stammered "thanks" and stepped into the room.

"I'm Monday. And you must be the new salesman that Master James mentioned! (James was my predecessor). I am so pleased to meet you. He was such a nice man. Come in and have a seat in the living room. I have something he left for you and I'll get you a glass of tea!"

She pointed one restrained hand at the couch and turned and shuffled across the room into a small kitchen. It was obvious at how well she moved that she had experience with the restraints and tight skirt and seeing her from behind now, I realized the skirt had a heart-shaped hole in the back framing her beautiful ass which had a dozen or so red and purple stripes across it. The chain, that I now realized disappeared between her ass cheeks, followed along behind her on the ceiling track as she left the room.

I set my sample case on the floor and sat back on the couch trying to figure out just what was going on. Door-to-door jokes aside, it's not every day I'm confronted at a door by a beautiful, tightly restrained woman with an undoubtedly cane marked ass and cheerful smile.

Now, I've been "in the scene" for quite a while. As a horny teen I discovered that some girls like you to grab their wrists, their hair, or throat. And some would even get off on having their hands and feet tied. I realized I loved the feeling of power it gave me to make these girls (and later women) moan and cry as I got them off, over and over. Or make them beg for release while edging them for hours. And as I matured, my tastes evolved. This woman was my wildest wet dream come true. She appeared to be under the complete control of someone.

Monday returned with a glass of tea and a thick manila envelope. I relieved her of the glass, setting it on a coaster and she said; "Master James left this for you. It will explain everything." She arched the hip restraining her hand that held the envelope toward me.

I took it and Monday knelt at my feet as I read the letter that was on the top of several thick files.

"Sam,

I backed you for this route because I knew you were uniquely suited for the "special" customers I have cultivated here. You've just met Monday. Isn't she a wonder? The attached file lists the peculiars for four other women with similar needs as Monday. You should plan on visiting one a day as your last call. You can spend the night with each and do as with them as you wish. They all desperately need an experienced Master to keep a balance in their lives. They take turns providing for each other when you're not around. Monday has been here the longest and you can rely on her to guide you. Enjoy yourself!

Your buddy, James"

"Any questions Master?" Monday asked.

"This is a lot to digest." I said as I flipped through the file. There was a file for each woman with a photo on the cover; Monday, who I had just met. Tuesday was a petite blonde. Wednesday was a tall, skinny, flat-chested, short haired brunette. Thursday was a small Japanese woman with long black hair and large breasts. Friday was a long haired blonde, tall, fit and had the biggest breasts I have ever seen.

"Would you like a blowjob while you read our files? I'm quite good."

"Before we start", I said, "Explain your bondage."

"I'm bound this way every day." She stood up, turned around and said; "Lift my skirt."

Her skirt was so tight it took some effort to peel it up her legs, but as it reached her hips she bent over. The chain securing her to the track ended in a butt plug. "It expands when it's locked in and keeps me from going anywhere I'm not supposed to. My track runs from the front door, through the kitchen to my bedroom and the chain is just long enough for me to use my bathroom. There is also a side track from the kitchen to my patio. We have cookouts there on weekends. The only place I can remove my plug is my bedroom and it will only release if my door is closed. Once it's out, my bedroom door will not open. I need to be controlled and I prefer to be controlled by a man. Each one of us has different needs and our little community provides for those needs."

Monday, straightened back up and turned around. Her pussy was covered with a metal shield and held in place by locks pierced through her lips. "I'm not allowed to play with myself, but the shield has a silicone liner that massages my lips and clit and keeps me horny."

She knelt back down and again asked if she could suck my dick while I read the files. "I so much want to taste at least one good cum before I serve you dinner!"

I told her she should wait. I had more questions. "Tell me about the other women."

"As I said, I'm a simple slave. Keep me chained, let me suck your dick and punish me when I misbehave, then cuddle me and I'm a happy woman. Tuesday doesn't talk, walks on all fours and sleeps in a dog crate. Wednesday is a hard-core lesbian dominant. She hates being fucked by any penis; real or fake. But she gets off on being dominated and raped by a man. She also likes to be tightly restrained. Thursday is a slave girl like me. She likes Shibari and being left to hang around for hours. Friday is a pain slut. She gets off on pain and you can be quite sadistic with her. Hang her by her tits, whip her with barbed wire and fuck her ass with the biggest bad dragon you can find and she'll be coming all night. Weekends are open. Spend all or part with anyone. We like to have dinner together here on Saturday. Our system works well for us; we each get what we need and you get what you want."

I sat there looking into her eyes, thinking about what confronted me. I have walked into my version of heaven. Five beautiful women, all needing bondage, domination and pain, willing to do anything and everything my little perverted heart desires.

I reached down and unzipped my pants, pulling out my already erect dick and looked into the eyes of the woman kneeling at my feet. Smiling, she leaned forward and took the head into her mouth. Looking into my eyes, she proceeded to slide down until all 7" disappeared and her nose was buried in my pubic hair. After sliding her mouth up and down for several minutes, licking around the head, she slid all the way down until her tongue could lick my balls while she had my dick down her throat. After a couple of minutes, her eyes started to flutter as the oxygen deprivation started to affect her. I could feel her throat clutching my dick. When almost three minutes had passed, the feel of my cock in her throat, her tonguing my balls and the look on her face as she started to pass out caused me to shoot my load. As I started to come, she backed off quickly so my load landed on her tongue. Smiling, she opened her mouth displaying my jism on her tongue then made a production of swallowing it and licking her lips to catch any stray drops.

Monday sat back on her heels and asked: "Was that satisfactory Master?"

Knowing how this game was played, I replied: "No. But with more practice, maybe you can be taught. Why don't you get a cane so I can punish you for your incompetence."

Monday smoothly stood and shuffled through the house, returning in a few minutes with a rattan cane, a Delrin cane and a steel cane. "I didn't know the extent of my failure, so I brought an assortment. How do you wish me Master?"

Swishing the Delrin cane, I replied; "Kneel, facing to my left." I saw Monday swallow hard but she quickly complied. She knew what was coming as I peeled her blouse down her shoulders to expose her breasts. The rope binding her breasts had turned them a nice rosy red. The pain of having them caned was going to be exquisite!

"I'll be gentle since this is your first failure. Thrust out your chest and count for me."

Without pause, I swung sharply down, striking both breasts near the base and eliciting a gasp and after a short pause, "One". I proceeded to give her ten of my best across the tops of her breasts. By the time I had finished, Monday had a row of dark red stripes across the tops of her breasts, tears streaming from her eyes and was sobbing as she counted. When she realized I was done, she managed to get "Thank you Master." out.

I picked up the steel cane. "I'm not finished my dear Monday. Please stand and bend over." She sniffled and complied. I proceeded to give her two more marks on her already decorated bottom; these were darker and the stripes would show for weeks. As Monday received the second, her knees buckled and she collapsed to the floor, shaking and crying.

"I'm sorry Master! I'll get back up for the rest."

"No, dear Monday. That was all. You did well. Do you like the pain?"

"When the pain is over, I feel a rush of peace. I feel like I've been mentally washed clean. I don't like the pain, but I need it."

She then said; "If Master is done with my correction, I've prepared a meal for you this evening and I'll show you the bedroom. You can get comfortable while I set dinner on the table."

Monday stood up and headed through the kitchen to the bedroom. I followed.

I spent several hours that evening going through the files on Monday and Tuesday while Monday knelt at my feet with my dick in her mouth. Once I knew what was expected of me and what I should expect from them, I followed Monday into her bedroom and secured her in a stiff leather sleep sack with only her nose exposed and slept with her by my side. When I woke up the next morning, I rolled her over, unzipped the panel over her ass and fucked her rear passage hard, making sure to slap her weals from the cane as I did.

The next afternoon, I finished my route and stopped at Tuesday's.

As expected, the door was unlocked and Tuesday was on all fours just inside. She smiled and gave a "woof" in greeting. She was bound in a black leather "bitch suit". Her legs doubled and secured to her ass, arms covered and hand balled up in leather "paws" that prevented their use. She was completely covered in leather except for her eyes, breasts and a slit for her pussy and where her "tail" emerged from her ass. Canine ears stood up from her head and an abbreviated snout at her mouth. A male Rottweiler sat beside her.

"Have you been good puppies today?" I asked as I glanced around the room. I rubbed the top of her head and her tail wagged. I did the same to the Rottweiler; Sebastian. She whined and rolled over as stepped further into the room. I reached down and fondled her breasts and she wiggled contentedly.

I wandered through the house which was similar to Monday's. There was a "doggy door' in the kitchen leading to the fenced back yard. In the bedroom there was a dog crate in the corner by the bed. A few chew toys and squeaky toys were scattered around the house.

After fixing myself a simple dinner and serving Tuesday and Sebastian their bowls of dog food, I spent most of the evening watching TV and reviewing the records for Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. Tuesday napped on the couch beside me, Sebastian slept at my feet. At bedtime they both went out the doggy door and as I stepped out to watch them, they each urinated, and then Sebastian came over to Tuesday and licked her pussy several times. She moaned and arched her back. He mounted her and fucked his bitch hard for several minutes. They came together and still locked together, Tuesday came again several times before Sebastian shrank enough to separate. He turned and licked her pussy and Tuesday came again.

They returned to the house and Tuesday went to her crate. Sebastian curled up at the foot of the bed.

I closed the crate up and went to sleep. I would need to be well rested for Wednesday.


Chapter 2 (added: 2020/07/01)

I took a deep breath as I opened the door to Wednesday's house. As expected, she screamed and launched herself at me from the couch, so I hit the remote control and she was quickly standing in the middle of the room on her tiptoes trying not to choke. Her home had the same track system as Monday, but Wednesday was chained by the neck and my remote controlled the length of the chain. Pressing the button would automatically retract the chain until she was just barely able to touch the floor with her toes. The collar also included a shock function.

As the file said, Wednesday acted like she hated men touching her and no doubt would have slammed into me if I'd let her, but now she was standing in her living room, dressed in sweats at the mercy of a man; me.

"Cunt, you know the rules. You're supposed to be dressed in sexy lingerie, waiting for me on your knees with your mouth open ready for my cock! I see you'll need some "instruction" on how to behave around your Master."

"Fuck you! I don't kneel to any man! Let me down and I'll kick your ass so bad you'll never come back here! And don't even think about touching me with that puny little dick!"

I stepped up and punched her in the diaphragm, then slapped her face. "Quiet slut. First we'll have to do something about that mouth."

As she stood there trying to catch her breath, I stepped around her and went into the bedroom. Opening the first closet door I found a collection of collars, cuffs, straps, gags, binders, hoods, whips, chains and paddles. The other door hid a collection of frilly pink and red corsets, baby doll nighty's, high heels and frilly dresses. I knew a locked dresser drawer (I had the key) contained a collection of dildoes.

I grabbed an "O" ring gag, a 4" dildo gag, wrist and ankle cuffs and returned to Wednesday.

"Are you going to cooperate bitch? Open your mouth."

A stream of profanity poured out until I slapped her again and reaching under her sweatshirt, grabbed a nipple and started squeezing. I had to apply quite a bit of pressure to the nipple before she opened her mouth and accepted the gag. The dildo went into her mouth and snapped to the gag. She fought the wrist cuffs also until I shortened the chain holding her collar to the ceiling. I attached the cuffs to the chain above her head. She started struggling again when I pulled her shirt over her head and sweat pants and granny panties down.

"I see you've been neglecting your pussy. You'll find life goes easier for you if you keep everything shaved nice and smooth for me. We'll take care of that soon, but first, let's get you dressed in something appropriate for serving your Master."

I went back in the bedroom and selected a frilly pink corset with matching stockings and heels and got them on with a little persuasion, pinching her nipples (apparently they were quite sensitive and made for an easy way to control her. Ankle cuffs with a 6" connecting chain prevented rapid movement (or kicking!).

Once she was properly restrained and dressed, I stepped back to look at her. Wednesday was a pretty woman, but her slovenly approach to her appearance hid that fact. She was a tall and slender brunette with short hair and blue eyes. Her breasts were not very large, but she had a very nice ass and legs. The corset pulled her waist in and the half cups presented her breasts nicely.

I went back to the bedroom and got a pair of remote control vibrating and shocking dildoes with a chastity belt to hold them in place. She fought the insertions, but her current precarious position prevented any effective resistance. Once she was properly plugged, I lowered the neck chain and another punch to the solar plexus knocked her to the floor. While she was trying to catch her breath again, I swapped collars, then moved her wrists to behind her back. The ankle cuffs were attached to the back of her collar with a short chain, locking her in a kneeling position and I started the ass and cunt dildoes on a random shock and vibrate pattern.

"I believe I'll have a drink and some dinner. If you decide to behave, maybe I'll let you have something."

I fixed myself a whisky and made a sandwich and collected what I would need for Wednesday's grooming session. I took it all back into the living room to watch Wednesday struggle with her bonds and when I was finished eating, hooked a tube up to her gag and force fed her a bottle of Soylent complete diet. Wednesday got the "punishment" flavor which was tasteless and unappealing.

After dinner, I decided it was time to punish her for the lack of pussy smoothness. Placing Wednesday on a coffee table, I chained her collar down, then moved her ankle chain from back to front and shortened it, pulling her ankles toward her neck and knees wide. I removed the chastity belt and this gave me easy access to her pussy and ass.

"How shall we do this, hmm? Burn off the hair? Rip it out with tape or wax? Nice relaxing shave with warm water and lotion?" Wednesday was just looking at me wide eyed and shaking her head as I lit a couple of candles, then reached down and sprayed the area with alcohol and quickly lit it with a lighter. She screamed through the gag as most of the hair burned off in a flash. Then I poured molten wax over the area and peeled it off slowly, ripping what remained out with a painful anticipation.

"There we go! That wasn't too bad was it? Just remember you could have avoided this just by keeping yourself smooth as Master demands."

Wednesday lay there sniffling from the pain as I lowered my pants and said, "I know what will sooth that burn. How about some good ol' man juice to ease that burn, hmm?"

She started struggling, but was easy enough to control as I sank my erection in her pussy. In spite of her fake dislike of dicks and the pain she was in, it was slick and well lubricated.

"That's very nice. You got all slick and hot wanting my dick didn't you?"

Wednesday shook her head no and struggled what little she could to stop my slow, smooth strokes all the way in and out.

"I guess you've fucked too many dicks in this hole. It feels kind of loose and sloppy. I'll have to try somewhere else to get my reward for grooming you."

I slipped my dick out and lowered my aim. Her asshole resisted, but it was obvious she was not new to ass fucking. Wednesday gave a muffled groan and shuddered as she came from the penetration. I picked up speed and grabbed her tits and squeezed hard with both hands, using them as leverage to piston in and out of her ass. Wednesday came again as I was nearing mine and I pulled out and sprayed her burned pussy with my seed.

I slapped her ass with my palm and turned on the TV. Wednesday's TV privileges were restricted to repeated clips or monster dicks driving in and out of pussies, asses and throats, but I could enter a security code and watch regular TV. I kicked off my shoes and got a beer and watched a couple of sit-coms with my feet up on the table, toes massaging her pussy. Wednesday was getting excited again, so I put the dildoes in her pussy and ass and locked the chastity belt back on. She moaned and tried to hump the air as the two sets of vibrations got her approaching another orgasm, but those moans of excitement quickly turned to frustration as the vibrations shut off.

"Are you ready to ask me to fuck your face?"

Wednesday shook her head and I could hear her object through her gag.

"Despite your objections, I know you are a cock slut deep down and the only way you're going to come again tonight is with my dick in your throat and a strap on your ass."

I let her stew, vibrators doing their work, while I watched a little more TV, then decided it was time for bed. I reconnected Wednesday's collar to the chain from her track system and gave her a choice. "You can stand here in the living room the rest of the night, on tiptoes with those vibrators running, or you can beg me to face fuck you and let you sleep in my bed. Which is it cunt?"

Tears were streaming from Wednesday's eyes as she looked at me and nodded.

"You want me to fuck your face?" She nodded again.

"I'm taking the dildo out of your mouth and you can ask me politely like the good cock slave cunt you are."

I removed the dildo but left the ring gag in her mouth. I wasn't foolish enough to stick my dick in there without some insurance that her teeth were not a danger!

"Ease aser, uck y ae! Ease!"

"Do you want to come while you swallow my sperm like the good little cumslut you are?"

"Es, aser!"

I released the chain holding Wednesday's ankles to her collar and told her to follow me to bed. I was undressed and getting into the bed before she managed to shuffle into the bedroom. Her 5" heels and short chain connecting her ankle cuffs made for slow movement. Drool had leaked from her open mouth and covered her breasts.

I sat on the edge of the bed and Wednesday knelt on the floor. Tears seeped from her eyes caused by the humiliation of having to beg a man to suck him off in exchange for her orgasms. She leaned forward and took the tip of my dick into her mouth and moved it back and forth a few inches.

"You're going to have to do better than that slut. I can barely feel it. Try going all the way in. And by the way, no orgasm until you feel me coat your mouth."

Wednesday slowly moved forward and eventually had me completely down her throat. For someone that supposedly hated cock, she didn't seem to have much of a gag reflex! She swallowed a couple of times, massaging me with her throat, then started working her mouth up and down my dick. I could feel her tongue swirling around the bottom, increasing the feeling of her mouth. I waited until my cock was all the way down her throat and turned on the vibrators again. Her moan almost got me off right then, but I let my mind analyze the weaknesses of the White Sox's defenses this year and was soon enjoying her oral skills again

Wednesday's moans were coming quicker and her hips were fucking the vibrations. I reached down and pinched her nipples hard. The loud moan that Wednesday made overrode my analysis of the infield fly rule and I started to come. She pulled back, letting me coat her mouth and as I pinched again, shuddered and accomplished her reward; a mind shattering orgasm.

I let Wednesday kneel there, my cock in her mouth, as her eyes rolled back and she vibrated with her orgasm. Her tongue, with a mind of its own, continued to swirl around my cockhead, drawing out the last of my ejaculation.

While she was still in subspace, I tossed Wednesday on the bed and crossed her legs and tied them tightly against her ass, then each ankle was chained to the opposite elbow, bending her back just enough to make her uncomfortable. The vibrators were left on a low hum.

She started to complain, but I threatened her with an even worse predicament and warned her to not disturb my sleep. I did, after all, have to work tomorrow!

The next morning, I woke early and rolling Wednesday over and removing her vibrators, I fucked her, finishing before she could achieve orgasm herself. I got a moan of displeasure at that and told her she would have to wait for next week for another orgasm from me!

After a shower and breakfast, I unlocked her wrists and kissing her on the forehead, told her to be on her knees in the living room, wearing something sexy next week, or she'd regret it. And I added; let your hair grow out.

I was slow all day, Wednesday having taken a lot out of me, so my sales pitches were not that good. I looked forward to Thursday night. I removed my shoes on the porch and opened the door. I could see her in the living room. Thursday was kneeling there waiting for me.

A short, slim Japanese woman, with large, firm breasts and long black hair, Thursday was wearing a short kimono, kneeling on the floor, knees spread. I could just see her pussy lips under the bottom of her robe. Her hands were palm up on each knee.

"Konbanwa, Shujin. How may I serve you?"

"Whisky with ice, Mokuyobi." I said as I moved into the bedroom and after removing my suit, put on a long robe. Just as I sat on the couch, Thursday was just returning with a bottle of Suntory, a glass and an ice bucket. Thursday set it on the coffee table and fixed my drink. She knelt between my legs and presented the drink to me with both hands.

"Anything else, Master?"

"Rub my feet, Thursday."

I sipped my drink as she massaged my feet until the long day's weariness left.

"Would you like me to suck your cock Master? I am very good. I study hard on internet how to make Master spurt like candy in mouth. Then maybe after dinner, Master can tie Thursday tight and fuck?"

"Sounds wonderful Thursday. You may."

She leaned forward and opened the robe and started nibbling on my dick; moving up and down each side. Then, while staring straight into my eyes, she opened her mouth wide and slid my cock down her throat. Thursday held it there for nearly a minute and then started slowly fucking her face with my dick. I was pretty relaxed, so in spite of her skills, it took some time to get close. Just as I was reaching the point of no return, Thursday poked a finger in my ass and the sensation put me over! Just as I started to spurt, she pulled my cock out of her mouth and let it spray on her face.

Through cum soaked eyes, Thursday looked up at me said, "Are you hungry Master? I prepare nice dinner to give you strength for big fuck later!"

Thursday served up a nice dinner of Hibachi steak and shrimp with some mixed vegetables and rice served with hot green tea. I sat watching TV for a while to digest the meal and Thursday rested at my feet with her head on my thigh. She would reach over and massage my prick to see if it was ready to "play" every ten minutes or so.

When my cock was rested enough for another round I had Thursday strip and kneel on the coffee table. My Shibari skills are not the best, but I did a pretty fair tie. I started by wrapping the rope several times around her neck snuggly, then took the two ends down her back, tying her wrists together crossed high on her back, just even with her shoulder blades. Thursday was quite flexible and achieved this with little effort. "Thursday stretch, exercise and yoga daily so she able to please Master with good fucks." was her reply when I mentioned it.

Once her arms were secure, I wrapped another rope around her torso above and below her breasts, then a pair tightly pinching her nipples pierced with small barbells. That rope continued down with a tight "corset wrap" then the two ends went down through her legs to be anchored to her elbows.

I had Thursday pull her ankles up onto her thighs in a cross legged lotus pose and secured her ankles with a rope which then tied them to the opposite thigh. Then taking a pair of strings, I tied a loop over each nipple barbell and pulled them down and tying them to her toes, causing Thursday to bend tightly over at the waist, tensioning all the rope on her upper body.

With her compactly secured by her nipples and big toes, I rolled Thursday over on her back and pinching and pulling her clit, I got it excited and swollen then clipped two toothpicks around it and secured them with rubber bands. Thursday had been silent throughout my efforts, but I got a sudden intake of breath and moans from that! Her asshole got a Hello Kitty butt plug. I rolled her back upright and to finish off her bondage, I took a nose hook and pulled her head back, anchoring it to her wrists and straining her neck, but giving my dick a nice open target for later.

I lowered the chain from the ceiling track that all the houses appeared to have and hooked it to her wrists and pulled Thursday up off the table. Once she was high enough, I lay back on the coffee table and lowered her, spearing her pussy, which was very tight and hot. Thursday moaned and tried to hump my cock, but her bondage made anything but twitching impossible.

I stroked up into her a couple of times, then spun her around. The feeling was heaven! Thursday was trapped, unable to do anything but clench her pussy on my dick and completely at my mercy. I played with her for a few minutes, spinning her each way and then reaching in and pinching her clipped and engorged clit. The third time I did that I also pinched one nipple as I stroked in hard with my dick and she came, but with the ropes and nipples tied to toes, it was more like a seizure; her body vibrating and shaking with her passion.

After that, I decided to get serious and started pounding her pussy while spinning her around. Thursday came twice more before I slid out from under her and with my cock pointing straight at her face, pulled her to me and I slid down her throat.

I left myself sunk there for almost a minute, before slamming her face into my pubic hair until I spurted into her mouth. I could feel her tongue swirling around my cock as she swallowed every drop.

I released the nose hook and carried Thursday to bed like a suitcase. She slept hanging from the ceiling over the bed. I woke a couple of times during the night and fucked her.

Before leaving the next morning, I lowered her and she sucked my cock while sitting on the bed. As I released her arms and walked out the door, over my shoulder as I could see her sitting on the bed with a big, satisfied smile on her face.