How about it, wimp?"He was so afraid that he couldn't speak. Freddie had a problem withBlack females. They intimidated him. Scared him. Made him h...veterrible visions of how they might reduce him to a cowering sexualplaything.He managed to squeak out, "N... no, thank you, M... M... Ma'am."The scowling woman patted him under the chin and said, "Well, I'm aroundhere all the time. Lady Lash. Remember my name."Freddie nodded and scurried away, her cruel laughter stinging his ears.He was. “I wanted to kill that asshole!” snapped David.“It’s not your fault, baby...” started Michelle.“It was. We ... I should have never trusted him.”I looked at the two of them and knew something strange was happening. “OK, you two, spill it!”Some people might look at my life and say I had led a charmed one. Others might say I had led a cursed one. My own impression of my life is that I used all of my talents to their maximum and I loved a woman with all of my heart and all of my soul and nearly. It was obvious that they loved having a teenage body under their control, because they fucked me raw. ooooh they fucked me for so long, and hard that sometimes even I would get orgasm. And you know how difficult it is for a girl to get an orgasm, right?And the fun part was, I loved being under their control. Doing what they tell me to, satisfying their minds was so gratifying that I began looking forward to the encounters. I enjoyed every bit of the encounters, with a smile on my face that. There was so much he wanted to do with her; so much he wanted to do to her but all that could wait. Her cunt was calling out to him; labia lips parted and her opening glistening with her excitement. Rod climbed onto the bed between her legs and her hand reached down to take hold of him and guide him home. Hazel was already well on the way to having her application accepted. Epilogue There were looks of surprise that Monday morning in the board room as Hazel made her announcement about their.