.not really" she stuttered. "What the fuck does that mean" "I have had a couple of boyfriends but something was missing, nothing serious" "You like be...ng treated like a fucking slut do you?" "Aaahh, yes suppose..." she trailed off. I felt the inner beast, it was starting to get impatient. This was too slow.....taking too long. I needed to feed, I wasn't really interested in her life....was I? Noooo, she is nothing but meat. Nothing but response to pain, degradation, I wanted sweat, sounds,. It suited Patsy Klinger a model I had heard of, met briefly bumping into each other at a casting agents office in London ... and lusted over, who wanted to expand her portfolio having spotted the much more frequent adverts, especially on day time shopping TV channels for the mature fuller figure. She had seen some of my work and had once asked me to take some photos to add to the on-line collection she used to illustrate her modelling talents and suitability for various publications.I’ve been. He chuckled, “Your ass? Another 21st century thing?”She kissed the cock in her hands while holding his gaze, “Actually, probably a 20th century thing. But it was often a sign of commitment or domination. In this case both: my complete submission to your domination.” She licked the length of his cock in a teasing way as she formed the next words. “You wanted an exceptional slave in the eyes of others. Another situation like tonight … if I were servicing three men at the same time …”“Cat … you. Mama Adele was adamant in her belief and said so with a bang of her hand on the table, her voice craggy but fierce:"He'd be a devil-worshiping pervert straight from hell! But at least, he'd be a man! This one's just as gay as Mary Poppins. Believe me, I know. My last husband was gay, and I didn't know it until our wedding night, God bless his soul." You got married? And then he died?"I ineffectively tried not to sound as if these two facts were actually somehow connected. Fortunately, Mama.