"Listen," I said.I waved the girls closer and had them sit on the ground. I sat down where they all faced me. I took a deep breath before I began."I h...te to do this..." Oh, how I hated to do it! " ... but we're not having sex until you prove you're learning and doing better at golf." What?" shouted Laura."Andy!" protested Tiffany."Shhhh..." I said and used my hands to quiet them down. "When any of you can make par over the first three holes then when practice is done, Tiffany will drive us over. I wanted her to love me like I loved her, or thought I did, or wanted to. That was the problem. What did sex have to do with love? It was just need. What I was feeling was a different kind of need, something beyond the physical. It was frightening. Intoxicating, even. It felt a little like how I felt when I got high, which scared me at first, and then, made me wonder. I kissed her then, thinking that would heighten the sensation, disappointed when she pulled back, her dark eyes serious in the. . cum in me give it to me ... oh god fuck me like a whore" I call outbetween his increasingly sever pounding of my ass."Ahh there is my little sissy whore. Tell your master how you want hiscock bitch!" He says emphasizing his comments with slaps to my ass andgrabbing hold of my hair and pulling my head back.Between sobs of humiliation and pain and feeling of intense pleasure Icall out "Come on fuck me! Fuck your whore! Give me your cum pleaseMaster! Fill me with your cum and make me your. " Since that sounded like a wonderful idea, I heartily agreed.After the first few strokes, she began fucking back to meet my thrusts in the same rhythm I had started, but she soon wanted to use the circular motion she favors. My strokes didn't change much, but I timed them so my cock plunged into her pussy in time with my hand which was now wrapped around her waist and fingering her hard throbbing clit. Her moans of pleasure mixed with my own to form an erotic duet.After about ten minutes of.