Then he stopped and kissed me and told me to relax because it was going to hurt, and he thrust forward hard, breaking my cherry quickly and burying hi...self all the way inside me. It HURT, more than I thought it was going to, but not for long. He gave me a little time to get used to his size and let the burning sensation go down and I wiped the tears from my eyes and nodded, telling him to go ahead.He started to thrust slowly, taking care that I was always comfortable and not in any pain. Soon. *That!* Plus the petty theft and moderate bruising later.Right then I made my NoMo Homos chastity pledge. Like, I still felt adestiny to have strong men's sperm in me. But asexual seemed a good planfor now.I'd researched anal sex a whooole lot! I knew I could try pushing acucumber up there. I was so infatuated by thoughts of "deflowerment"though, so didn't want self-abuse to spoil the beauty of that. It wasanother of my most special word discoveries as a kid. I may haveliterally thought. By any account she would have been a knockout no matter what she wore but at home she wore an outfit found mostly in harems of the far off lands. The silky gown was almost invisible and the braa that held her fine firm breasts were so sheer that they were almost invisible to the naked eye. "I knew that you would want some refreshments sir." She said her voice as soothing as a brook bubbiling over stones. She waited for his Lordship to speak."Did you by chance over hear what might have been said. " What?" I asked."I want you to be the final belle to walk down the stairs," she said,pulling me out of the line and back to the end of the hall."But why?" I asked, trying to sound ladylike."Because there is somebody here that I want you to meet, and I told herthat you would be the last belle down the stairs. That's the only waythat she will be able to tell that you are..." She didn't finish hersentence."That I'm a guy?" I asked."Well, she certainly wouldn't think you were male by looking at.