Post scene cuddle & talk

"You still recording?" You casually ask Bianca. She shakes her head. "No, John. How can I please you now?" Bianca asks in earnest. Man, you've never had such a hot woman whose whole goal it is to please you. You're really into Bianca and the idea of dating her and keeping her running the website is just so hot to you. "Come up here and cuddle me for a while." You say. "My pleasure, Master." Bianca scoots herself up to you and wraps an arm and leg around you, your cum still leaking from her well-used hole. "Did I please you, Master?" Bianca asks as she gets herself in position.

You feel your heart grow happy. "Of course. You were amazing. You are amazing." You look over at her, appreciating the contrast of your white skin against her dark olive color. You squeeze Bianca tightly. The white stockings she still wears accenctuate the look and stark contrast, making her even more attractive. "Thank you for your compliment, Master John." "So Bianca, if you marry a man, what happens to the site?" Bianca gets a small frown. "Well, it's my husband's decision as to what I do with my life. Wayne has said that he'll hire a professional company if I am chosen to be a wife. I would miss the site; I love being able to give so much back to the Whittmen after everything they've done for me."

Now the Whittmen had a rule. If you asked a woman on a date after a certain time in the day, that whole day didn't count towards your 7-day date before you had to choose to marry her or not. You look over to the night stand which has a convenient digital clock. You only need to keep her talking for a few more minutes. You formulate your next question to take up the allotted time and ask, "Tell me how you'd serve me if I asked you out."

"John, I want to fulfill your every need. I wasn't joking when I asked if you wanted to come home to a home cooked meal every night. It would please me so much to know you enjoyed my cooking. Or even ask me to dress as a French maid as I clean your house. Tell me to wear a bikini and wash your car, getting extra soapy. You're in charge, Master John. As long as I am pleasing you. I'll change anything you want me to, I'll even get out of porn and raise your kids if you want them." Bianca describes, telling you all the things she'd do for you.

"What if I pissed on you? Or slapped you and called you names?" You push Bianca to an **** limit. "It would be my honor if you used me as your toilet, or if you used my body to relieve your stress in that way." Bianca says in earnest. "Do you really believe that a fat, ugly guy like me is really superior to a beautiful girl like you? You can have your pick of any guy you wanted."Those men aren't Whittmen. You know exactly how to treat me. The others treat me like a queen, when I should be the one serving them."

You take a quick peek over at the clock. Perfect, the time has passed. "That just leaves me with one thing. Bianca, I want to take you out on a date." You say. " It would be my pleasure to please and serve you however you wish, Master John."