Jason remained silent, only faint moans escaping his lips. I knew that, despite the humiliation, that he was enjoying this. I removed the phallus from...his behind and asked him, "How did you enjoy losing your virginity, my little pussy boy? Was it good?" "Yes, Mistress." "Good. There's just one more thing for you to do and you will be back in my good graces. For now, at least." I switched Jason to his back, one shackle at a time. Surprisingly, he still had a raging hard on, precum dripping. I’m so embarrassed. I had been drinking all afternoon one day and she came bouncing in like she always does, not even a knock on the door. Well, I had been reading an erotic novel about two women, and had literally almost nothing on, on the living room couch. Ashley and her dad had spontaneously gone out golfing and I was in a state of, well, I had been fucking myself, ok? Anyways, instead of running away screaming or excusing herself or whatever one would be expected to do in that. Some hours later we rested I was so exhausted from all of this I had to get some rest we chatted some more then round 2 this time she wanted me to take her putting on one of her varied large strapons and fucking her wet pink pussy she was so tight as I pumped her for all my love I had in me and then turning her over as we continued watching more of her Movies one after the other we partially did the Karma sutra all over the house even to the point in the loo then came the point I knew what we. He passed me again - stopped in front of the door and locked it. I looked confused up to him. He looked pale and scarred at me. I gave him another cute smile to make him feel safer. He lost some of the tense, but kept standing steady in my way. "What do you do with a gun?" he only asked. I set down my bag and suitcase, which for some reason started to be very heavy. I felt how I weak I was in his presence. I acted like a teenager - not really - I just acted normal for my age. I lost my coolness.