Arriving!

Surprisingly, Peyton was ready before the ten minutes were up. "How do I look?" She gives a small twirl, showing off her outfit, a black leather jacket with a black tank top underneath it, and a short black pants. "I will take it that you love it..." She said, as she noticed how I am staring at her.

Peyton walks to me, slowly, ready to head out to the car, but due to the fucking, she is walking "weirdly", perhaps she is the weak in the knee kind? I hold her hand, as I lead her to the car. "We will be late for the show... But we may be in time for the party!" I said, not sounding disappointed at all.

Peyton walks slowly, her knees still feeling like they will give out on her, she finally relaxes once she sits beside me in the car, "Wow.... I feel so... Different..." Peyton continued, still enjoying the afterglow of our sex. "I can't wait to meet my friends, to talk about....!" She paused, blushing, as I started to drive.

The party is already in full swing, the trademarks of Victoria Secret all around the room. pink and black the only decorations being used, it's a little obnoxious but not overly so, women and some men talking, drinking, enjoying themselves as you and Peyton walk in.

I stood there, admiring the view of the ladies in the room, Peyton then give me a small kiss on my cheeks, "I am going over to say Hi... Just.... Oh! There she is! Come... You got to meet her!" She exclaimed, pulling me to the gorgeous South African model, Candice Swanepoel. She turned, smiling at Peyton, but look confused when she turns to face me.

"Candice! This is Drake, my Mas.... Man, boyfriend!" She corrected herself, stopping herself from calling me "Master".

Candice smiled, "Hi Drake... And Peyton... Look at you..." She winks, whispering into Peyton's ear, "Lovely glow... Seems like he is the lucky guy?" She teased, Peyton merely blushed. I hold my camera out, "Ladies... How about some photos?" I smiled, setting the power of the lens to a lower setting, wanting to corrupt Candice slowly.

The two ladies posed, standing side by side as I press the button, the same bright, almost blinding light comes from the camera with a loud click, engulfing the two ladies, the warm sensation filling both their minds.

"So... Good... Master..." Peyton moans out, as she holds Candice by her waist, preventing her from moving away.

"Warm... So warm..." Candice reached down, unbuttoning her jacket, and to my surprise, she is wearing nothing underneath, luckily, as this is afterall the Victoria's Secret party, a lady showing more skin is nothing out of the blue.

"My second ****..." I mumbled to myself, as I take a few more pictures, just to ensure that the two ladies are deep in my trance.

"Master...." Peyton moans out, smiling at me, blankly.

Candice however, is still resisting, but she is fighting a losing battle, "Drake... Master Drake..."