Jimmy softly panted and gave out sweet little grunts. He sometimes would clinch his tail muscles and Coach would have to caution him and tell him to ...elax. Finally he penetrated Jimmy’s ass to the first knuckle. Holding his finger steady, he talked softly to Jimmy.Coach: I am so very proud of you Jimmy. You are doing so wonderfully. Are you feeling any pain?Jimmy: Oh, no Coach. I feel like wonderful and special.Coach: You ARE special. MY little buddy. A little more of this and you will. “The tall one is Nick and the shorter one is Mal” Alan stated “They also want to fuck your ass!” He laughed watching their faces blush.I found the blushing to be quite endearing and rather cute. I wanted to pull both of their heads to my breasts and comfort them, then have them fuck me furiously. “That’s everyone here” Alan said “Shall we get the show started?” He pointed to the lounge and everyone shuffled through the lounge door and took a seat around the room.Alan sat on one armchair, Chris. She reminded herself that getting the lowest possible reading was why she always weighed herself before breakfast, not after.Mistress Amy next measured her height, which again appeared automatically on the pad’s screen. Melissa was happy to see that at least she was still 5’7.” It made her feel better that she was so much taller than Mistress Amy and her bossy attitude.Then Mistress Amy took out a tape measure and started measuring all around her body: legs, arms, and torso. When she got to. "Emily dear." That was the first time he'd used a term of endearment to me although I'd guessed from the times in his bed, that he'd more than master/servant feelings for me. "Emily dear, please sit quietly and listen to what I have to tell you." His voice tone and expression filled me with apprehension. Was he going to send me back? "Firstly, I am not the wealthy man you believe I am. I have an income but that is barely enough to keep me and it is only when I am able to sell a painting that.