"Once this wedding is over and I've graduated, I should have time for this slave owner's training you've offered me. We'll do it in parallel. You can ...each her how to serve a man and teach me how to be served at the same time." You'll have blooded her by then?"Corvus paused only a moment before nodding. "Yes."Paphian's smile held a hint of satisfaction. "As you wish."Fortified with coffee and Paphian's words, Corvus returned to his bathing room. Datura and Nerida were just where he'd left. Then she got out her video camera and invited me to suck one of the dildos while she filmed. I loved the realistic nature of the dongs, one of which she couldn't even get into her mouth, and joyfully indulged myself in licking it's balls, my mouth dripping saliva as I ran my tongue up its length, and greedily sucked the head in, taking it as deep as I could (which wasn't as far as I would have liked...I needed to practice).And so, my new pet name was born when she gave me a copy of the. Dad had built a reputation as an honest guy and was well-liked in the business community. I think he was hoping someday I would take over the business. **** Throughout high school people teased me about my dad’s business. It didn’t bother me that much because it was usually my friends doing the teasing. My friends knew I could kick their ass at any given time, I was in good physical health, playing sports and doing weight lifting. I didn’t hang around with the wealthier kids. They just weren’t. '"The lawyer asked, "What is the 'Three KickRule'?"The Farmer replied, "Well, because the dispute occurs on my land, I get to go first. I kick you three times and then you kick me three times and so on back and forth until someone gives up."The attorney quickly thought about the proposed contest and decided that he could easily take the old codger. He agreed to abide by the local custom.The old farmer slowly climbed down from the tractor and walked up to the attorney. His first kick planted the.