What just happened to me? How could this have happened to me? Why did I get such pleasure from this? Am I gay now? What do I do now? Who do I tell?...... cleaned myself up as much as I could, using my towel to wipe away the blood from my torn ass, and all of the many many loads of cum seeping from inside me. I hobbled down the trail to my car, getting inside I found a note on my dash. It had a simple "thanks for the cum bitch" and a number written inside.I eagerly left and returned to my home,. .. pretty deep, to be honest. So you stare at these maps and remember stuff? It sounds like kind of a bummer, really.”“It is no bummer, Mike Radley, to offer relief to those who are ready to cross over. Grief and pain exist only for those who are left behind.” Death winked, a process that involved one of his eye sockets temporarily folding shut. “As for what comes next? That is the true mystery.”Mike shivered. “That’s a mystery I’m willing to put off for as long as possible, if you don’t. I had looked at lots of websites, but finding a femdom near enough to visit was proving difficult. Then as I was looking through the classified ads in our local paper, one ad caught my attention. It read ‘Mistress Scarlet, experienced dominatrix awaits slaves in her new fully equipped dungeon, novices welcome,’ and it was only thirty minutes away. As I was usually out in the van that way delivering, I could easily make up a delivery, so that I could find two or three hours to spare. I rang. While I started biting her earlobes, she slid one of her hands inside the panties and started rubbing the clitoris.I lifted her ass a bit and helped her slip out of track pants only to find the horny lady was wearing white g-strings (still trying to figure out what fun one derives by jogging with g-strings but anyway!). This fired me up and my dick was rock hard. I had to take off the shorts now, which I did the very next moment.I now made Radhika turn and we were facing each other while she.