It wasn’t how I had expected my life to be, and a lot of unhappiness had been inflicted on those I loved on the journey. This contentedness was perh...ps more than I deserved, but as I pictured Tony’s copious semen making its sticky way into the depths of my defunct reproductive system once again, there was no question my life could have been a great deal worse.Perhaps Tony’s fuck-toy was what I should have been from the start.Perhaps he and I had always been destined for each other in this way,. " Most of it, although I do take other classes in math and psychology tofulfill my electives." Steve paused a moment before suggesting we headover to Appetito's for lunch.I was hungry so I agreed and we walked over to the sub shop.On the way across campus, we continued to talk about our classes andthe professors we had. Who was your favorite? Who was the worst? Whowas the toughest?"What class do you like best?" Mineralogy is my favorite. Without a doubt," I replied."What do you like about it?". ...”I felt a smack across my cheek and heard a resounding crack, I couldn’t help it, my eyes watered and a tear rolled down my cheek.“LOOK HIM IN THE EYES SLUT!” She shouted and I quickly looked at him, praying the windows were shut and the neighbours couldn’t hear what I was willingly submitting myself to.She removed the dildo from his mouth, and as she did I looked him in the eyes, tears straining my cheeks and said “please sir, may I suck your cock?”“Beg him” she said I looked at him again. The confident, dominant expression sprawled across his lips and shining in his eyes said it all. He didnt want to be submissive. He wanted to be pleasured, worshiped. A devilish smile caught the edge of her mouth. She wouldnt give him what he was expecting, there was no way she would pass up the chance to be dominant with him. Maybe she couldnt seduce him as well as he could her, and maybe he would never be submissive, but she could damn well be powerful, clever, and sexy. Those were three.