The same hand went over her mouth holding her head hard against the wall and a voice told her to be very quite or she would be hurt.Deanne's mind went into overdrive, she realised she was probably about to be robbed in her own home, under threat she kept very still, not wanting to provoke this man in any way. She noticed he had a bandanna around his mouth and nose, she could only see his eyes beneath the baseball cap pulled low over his forehead.He brought a very large kitchen knife up and waved it in front of her eyes before placing it at her throat. Deanne went very still as he told her to stay exactly where she was, Deanne was petrified and stood very still.He then used his foot to nudge a holdall he had dropped in the hallway closer until it was by his left hand, telling Deeanne to stay where she was he brought the tip of the knife down to between her large tit's at the open neck of her blouse, before bending down and undoing the clasp on the holdall, still looking at her to make. I did not resist or try to pull away. From the start, we both knew that I could never deny him."I am leaving now," he said calmly. "and you are coming with me."I was thunder-struck. I should have laughed and told him, no! How could he even think I would just leave my job and follow him out? Yet, I could only nod. My entire body became a mass of nerves as I followed him out of the restaurant.*"Speak, Pet. Why do you reek of cum?"Master's strong baritone snaps me out of my memories, and I resist the urge to meet his gaze. "Because I have allowed other men to use me, Sir." I respond honestly.Lying to him now would be worse than useless. Besides, I had never intended to keep the truth from Him. That is why I didn't clean up before presenting myself to him in his study.Master doesn't touch me, but I can feel his gaze burning into me. I can almost taste his anger, and his disappointment. With a single finger under my chin, He raises my head, forcing me to look into his dark and brooding.
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