Show me you don’t. Kneel down and have a wank. But if you want me to go ahead, you must leave now so that I can be alone with him.” Despite my th...obbing cock and the overwhelming urge to wank off, I turned and left. She called out, “You’re going to regret it; I’ll show you that young and Black can do a better job for me and that you’re useless to me as a man. I’m going to let Carl do as he wants with me, you pathetic wimp.” I left the house with her scornful words ringing in my ears. I. I didn't care. I had my own place finally. I had come up a little short on paying first and last months rent with a deposit. Still Mr. Peterson let me have the apartment. There were only small windows, that only allowed very little light in during the day. There wasn't carpet on the floors, just a few large rugs covering the concrete floor. The shower was very crudely built, just a couple of knobs and a shower head over a drain with a circular curtain. There was a toilet with a small sink.. Well.He's not the sort of person who'd do it more than once.Unless he thought he wouldn't get caught.And he doesn't think that. He knows there's really no hope to avoid getting caught.So, I might as well try to be a grown-up, manly-type man.It was 7 p.m. when I knocked on their door. I figured I'd given them enough time to clean up, maybe have dinner, and settle down with their wine, or tea, or whatever the hell they drank on a Saturday night at 7. And I figured if these two babes were going to. I understand that when I lie down to be tied the decision becomes irrevocable and the punishment will proceed.?Signed and dated, Samantha Kerry ?Samantha, I will come and pick you up tomorrow night at 7.30. When we get there I will first show you the cellar and the cane. If you then still decide to go ahead there is a spare bed room, you can take off your clothes and put on a gown. Afterwards I can bring you home or if you want to, you can stay in the spare room, either lock yourself in or I.