Her blue eyes smoldered with an intensity that I had never seen before.“What is this?” I demanded.“Your soul,” the futa-angel said. Her voice ...as sweet. She had a halo glowing over her head and small breasts. Her blonde hair contrasted her pale skin. “You're held tight by Spice. She's made you her slave.”“I'm not her slave!” I hissed.“You are out of control,” Mom said, stopping before me. “You're lying. You're tricking people. Hurting people. Hurting me.” Pain flared in her eyes.I flinched at. "I know what your problem is man! You need to find yourself a Dominatrix." Dave says. I look at Dave and it hits me. Of course I should of seen that a long time ago. I thank Dave and leave the club. I go home and look up Escort services. I talk with a nice lady about what they have to offer and I tell her thank you and hang up. I don't want to have to pay for a woman to pretend. I want the real thing. I want one who likes me for me also. So I go online and join a dating site. I meet a lot of. Go for it I thought and pulled my joggers down. I wasn't wearing boxers and my very stiff cock was now on display for them. The guy looked and said nice. The three of us watched each other wanking whilst working our cocks. I thought to myself how good is this. I've got 2 guys watching me wanking while I look at there gorgeous cocks. After a couple of minutes the guy to my left took hold of my cock and started to slowly wank me off. I saw Andy take hold of the guys cock and start working it for. When we go on trips together, it is so much fun. I never thought that two people could seriously have such a good time. You and I can laugh so hard sometimes it actually makes my stomach and my ribs hurt. Yet you have seen me at my best and my worst yet you never seem to judge me. I feel like even if I did something incredibly stupid you would be there to help me pick up the pieces and dust me off. I know at times I can do some stupid shit. I leave myself shaking my head some days. Yet through.