Standing naked, i watched as she sank to her knees - and started licking my shaft. I looked up at the ceiling, She might not be much to look at, but D...MN what a mouth. All of a sudden i felt her loop something around my balls and tighten it. TIGHT! It was the leash she used on her little yip yip dog. You know, one of those choke leashes made out of rope? Now, let me tell you. You might be stronger than a woman - but when she's got your balls in a leash that won't let go? You go EXACTLY where. They stopped at Fort Augustus, after crossing the swing bridge, and had tea and a sandwich. The weather so far had been kind in that it was dry and bright although there was a distinct chill to the air. There were few tourists about this early in March. They were eating when he had a sudden thought. “Terry what if your father says no when I ask him?”She frowned considering the question for a moment, “Well darling I would hate to go against my father’s wishes, we will have to cross that bridge. Somehow, though, she seemed to have missed out a vital stage somewhere along the line. She had progressed from being an attractive little girl to being an attractive big girl. But meanwhile, the less attractive big girls - and some of the less attractive little girls, too - were all doing it. They were at it like rabbits, day and night. Every morning, the girls would gather round in the locker room and discuss the boys they had got off with, how much they'd enjoyed it and how inept the boys had. She thought he must have borrowed the glasses, and probably the suit, from the drama department. The heavy black frames, combined with the cheap suit, the longish sideburns and the slick hair, made him look more like an intellectual gangster than a faculty member, really. It was so cute! But...when was he going to do something to her?All day long she’d been imagining walking into a room like this and immediately being made to bend over, or kneel in front of him, or something. The quivering.