I love hurting you, Cal. She smiled. It was a weak, exhausted, sated smile and it made his fucking cock jerk. He wrapped his hands around her throat. ...ne last time. He tightened them as he impaled her, his hands catching the breath in her throat. He choked her, watching her gasp and struggle against him as he pounded her cunt, fucked it raw, made sure shed be sore afterward. His cock throbbed inside her as he watched her face turn red. He could push it to the last second. She wouldnt fight him.. Not wanting to feel like a stalker or anything I stayed in the men’s clothing section kicking myself for not saying anything until I found a few shirts and some pants worth trying on. So about 10 minutes pass by dick semi-hard and I am in one of the fitting room stalls with just my shirt and boxer briefs on about to try on a second pair of jeans, when the door opens. It’s the same femboy I had been checking out earlier. He takes a long hard stare at my junk, smiles and then apologizes for. "There have been some recent changes, haven't there? And maybe more in the offing? I think Master is 'shifting his grip' on you -- giving you new things to think about. Making some kind of point, perhaps." Maybe. It makes sense. I think he's trying to secure things against changes to come, maybe." Sharon worked her way back into the bra."I think so," the Wench agreed. "Certainly, it had nothing to do with me -- Master has MY destiny firmly in hand." He's had MINE for longer than I care to think. I didn’t like that guy very much. I told Alma that too, she just said she had no idea why, he was a nice guy. Uh huh. We all know ‘that’ guy, the names change but the attitude doesn’t? There is one in every class of every school on the planet. Better than you, better than me, and he didn’t mind one bit letting anyone know that. Smart ass to boot, with an overwhelming opinion of himself. I sometimes felt like popping him one, but Doug had me by around 50 pounds so I just gritted my teeth and.