It wasn?t that I wanted to be that way it was simply down to the fact that I was to afraid what the girls might say when they saw how small I was.At 4... I was smaller than all of my friends, at school id been teased remorselessly by everyone, how on earth id ever find enough courage to go with a girl id never now. While the rest of the boys were out fucking their brains out id spend each night at home wankng alone in my bedroom.Often id fantasise submissive thoughts about being dominated by. Because I've been there". All the training she has done with me so far is ultimately for both our benefit and will also strenghen the bond between us. The mastubation training, coupled with orgasm denial, will make this sub increase his staying power as well as increasing the amount of ejaculate. Both of which please my Lady. Along with the ball stretching exercises she oversees, to increase my capacity, as well as making me, "look pretty". The cock stretching in order to increase my. I would like to warn the ladies, this story has chauvinistic overtones.To the, "torch the bitch at any cost," trolls ... do not read this story. You won't like it. If you do read it I can only think you must be masochistic.My story, "It's the thought that counts," received more comments than any of the other stories I've written, by far. A lot of those comments dealt with the over the top reaction of Jim. This sequel deals with his reaction as well as Cathy's fantasy.I believe this story has. Now, fifteen years later, both of us finally tied the knot and promised to live out the rest of our lives together.Last night, both of us returned to our newly bought home after a hectic day of celebrations and ceremonies. I had planned for a crazy, hot night of sex earlier in the day but come night time, both my wife and I were so worn out that we had fallen asleep right after packing for today's activities.Pushing back the rising sense of disappointment inside me for not getting to fuck my.