Walking me backwards, I felt the back of the crate and he lifted me up onto it and got between my legs without breaking one of the hottest kisses I ha...e ever had. He reached up under my skirt and his fingers grazed my thighs as he went right for my pussy. It was so wet already that I push against his hand and moaned. Spreading my legs he bent down and when he tried to move my panties to the side I said, “Rip them off, now!” which he did quickly making him even more excited. He pushed me back. He took all my clothes and put them in the under stair cupboard, and locked it. "You'll get them back if I'm satisfied, otherwise I'll throw you ou the front door naked" I was terrified, but knew I had to summon the strength to accept whatever was coming my way, and make sure he was happy."Thank you sir for choosing a pathetic faggot like me to serve such a handsome, strong and magnificent master like you" He rained in three other four kicks to my balls, two of which connected, and I quickly. Not since everything went a little crazy after Kate.God. That long ago. Suddenly the five years spent as a corporate minionseemed surreal, dreamlike, impossible. And now here I was. Sitting at theedge of bed, ensconced in virgin-white nylon and lace, covered andcompressed by straps and stretch fabric that caressed every part of mybody, over shoulders and thighs, around my back and across my ass.Dressed in lingerie with an ugly grey Steyr settled comfortably in myhand. Fifteen feet away sat K,. Like the streams which the heat of the summer has dried up, and which after the autumnal storms gradually begin oozing drop by drop, so did the count feel his heart gradually fill with the bitterness which formerly nearly overwhelmed Edmond Dantes. Clear sky, swift-flitting boats, and brilliant sunshine disappeared; the heavens were hung with black, and the gigantic structure of the Chateau d'If seemed like the phantom of a mortal enemy. As they reached the shore, the count instinctively shrunk.