“Oh good,” Chris carried on laughingly, “You know exactly what I want.”My heart still missed a couple of beats as Chris’s intentions slowly ...ank through my thick skull.“I sorry what did you say” I stammered, stalling for time.This time he sounded more serious. “I said to get here on your knees, and suck my cock!”Tears of frustration welled up inside of me. All I wanted to do was slap him in the face and walk away but that wasn’t an option for me. I was in a hopeless situation! I knew it and he. I first worked my way into a bra and panties. Then I pulled on the long thermal suit made for a teenage boy. After the thermal suit it was heavy weight jeans, yes they come in different weights now, and a thick wool shirt. The shirt was Air Force Blue, because it had been part of a uniform I wore many years before. I had saved it like a few other things, just because I liked the way it looked on my oddly shaped body. Dressed with all the clothes, I was beginning to lose any shape I had. That in. “I am the future King of Farfalla, and your Master. You will show me the proper respect.”“Yes Master.”“In my presence, you are to be on your knees with your head bowed, unless my explicit permission is given.”“Yes Master.”“Now then, what was this about you hitting me in the head?”“Well Master, I thought it would be best if I introduced myself to you in private, and I thought this would be the best way to get you alone. I am not permitted to use my powers on you without your permission, so that. The pleasure was rhythmic at just the timing she liked for the beginning of a fucking session. With her excellent sensory memory, she compared how this lover felt to the one that had been there an hour and a half before. They were both good, or they would not be welcomed, only different, and Mindy enjoyed the differences greatly.There would be another comparison this afternoon and possibly a new one on her evening date. Tonight was the third outing with this man and she felt ready to explore.