Perhaps the real difference between Susan and yourself.  Is not that she accepts the role of being your slave.  But that she does think in terms past beyond her with you.  For her this is where she belongs.  Along with the fact to think otherwise would indeed be a frightening prospect.<br/><br/>So as she rode out that wonderful ride of being drawn to an orgasm.  She is on top of the world.  You are indeed her knight, her lover and her master.  Their is nothing in the world she would not do for you.  Even bare you sons and daughters.  As she has yet to realize such is the case already instigated.<br/><br/>She draw back her legs, in acceptance of your entry.  An when you begin to drive in and out of her in slow long thrusting penetration.   It drives her even more, as she is so incredibly sensitive right now.  With her moaning an whimpering in that rapture of such.