His was about 7 inches, with a nice girth, nothing fancy. He had shaved his pubic hair, but you could see the beginnings of it under his shirt. His ...ick was fully erect as he started to stroke it, while I just stared on, trying to gather courage. He slowly stroked it, not saying a word, allowing me to bask in my first cock. I slowly moved more toward it, leaning on the center console. I was scared, I really had no idea what I was doing, It was something I fantasized about for so long, and. " Yes sir. Mrs. Williamson, please come with me."CeCe put her napkin on the arm of her chair and rose from the table and made her excuses to the other guests then followed Miguel out through a set of double doors that led back into and through a service area. They passed the various waiter stations with waiters and waitresses scurrying around with dishes and coffee and went into a small room that was obviously used as a changing station by the hired help. Once inside CeCe smiled at Miguel. "I. He cannot be easy on her. She needs this and so does he. This is going to hurt, and I am not going to be easy on you. If you move out of place, your punishment will be beyond what you could ever imagine, and I will tie you down if I have to. She was shocked at the aggression and seriousness in his voice, but she needed this, so she lay there with her bottom exposed, waiting for the first strike to land. He raised the belt in the air and brought it down hard and loved the sound it made as it. Many men would welcome the chance to bed her, marry her, breed from her, but how was she to find another who would love her? She turned a corner and blindly bumped into a stalwart man, ornately dressed in cloth of gold. Oh no! The Bastard Duke in person. She backed away and dropped a curtsey, ‘I’m sorry, My Lord.’ ‘Rise wench!’ As she again stood he looked her up and down. ‘And what have we here?’ Moving close, he ran his knuckles lightly along her soft cheek. ‘Definitely worthy of further.