Carol gasped as he covered her tit with a big hand. He squeezed until she was flinching in pain.

"You're hurting me," Carol whispered.

"I own you, bitch," he said. "Your beautiful body belongs to me until I let you go. Do you understand that?"

"Y-yes," she stammered.

She would have told him anything to get relief. It felt as if his hand was squeezing her titty off. He relaxed the pressure and let his fingers brush across her swollen nipple.

Carol was surprised to feel the quick shivers going up her spine. She tried to move away, but he put both hands on her tits and started fondling her nipples.

"Please stop," she whispered.

He laughed. He bent his head and tongued her nipple.

Carol kept trying to move away, but his tongue followed her. She gasped as he sucked her nipple, rolling it beneath his tongue.

He sucked harder on her creamy tit while he used his other hand to play with her other tit. She didn't like the quick sensations of pleasure that kept going through her. She felt an itchy sensation between her thighs.

"Let's go to the bedroom, cunt," he said.

He practically dragged Carol to the bedroom. He pulled the rest of her gown off her and dropped it to the floor.

Carol shivered as his hungry eyes moved up and down he, body. Despite her fear, she felt her nipples getting swollen.

"When are you going to let me go?" she asked.

He slapped her hard across the mouth.

Carol groaned, then sat down on the bed and watched him undress. She wouldn't have believed if someone had told her that she could watch a man undress and take it so calmly.

"Take my shorts off, bitch," he commanded. "It's time you started learning your duties around here."

Carol looked at him tentatively, then nodded. She bent down and peeled his shorts down his long legs. His cock sprang out hard as a rock. She let him take her hand and point at his rigid cockflesh.