—And who decides your fate? —you do, master. —That’s right. So if I say I’ve decided you’re to lose your useless balls, what possible diff...rence do you think begging will make? —master, please forgive me, master. There was a sniveling quality to the boy’s voice. Desperation made it rise several octaves. —Why? He looked down at the feminized little faggot with so much scorn the boy cringed. Why should I forgive you? You’ve been nothing but trouble for me. Always questioning, begging, trying to. He chuckled. Speechless I see? Well, I will take that as a thank you for saving your life. And, he leaned forward, his lips just a hairs breath away from her ear, youre welcome. Her heart skipped a beat. That silky voice of his rang in her ear, her brain repeating that welcome over and over again. Her knees locked up. He laughed softly into her ear. You know, you just look so cute when you cant say anything. But I would love it if you said thank you. Before she knew it her mouth opened.. My guy was able to get his hand down there and tease my throbbing clit. He leaned over and whispered ‘you are so wet. I want to make you cum right here’. I am not one to disappoint, so I came. That instant. I gushed. I do that sometimes and I was soaked. And I didn’t care. I think I may have even let out a little moan.I was still so wound up! He kept teasing my clit and slipping his fingers inside of me, working extra hard at it when the movie would get loud. By now I also had my hand firmly. I ask the two of them if we can talk in private when we are done eating. Usually, kids walk the hall when they want to chat. Instead, I take them to an empty classroom that is out of the way, so we won’t be disturbed.As usual, I get straight to the point, “I don’t want to show up to the dance alone. At the same time, if I ask one of you, the other will read more into it than there is. One of you will end up hurt. I even thought about asking Kim, but I was afraid you would both get mad.”Carol.