I was very honest with Peter when we got together about my past sex life, when I met him I told him that I had had many lovers. Peter said he was not ...urprised and that he sensed I have a very special sexuality, my outward appearance he said was that I am “attractively demur” as if butter would not melt in my mouth. He also said “Everybody likes you and you’re not seen as an obvious threat to other woman who also genuinely like you.” He is very right.Peter understood that when relaxed with a. Comeon, you can do it, swallow my cock." He let her pull away from his cock andthan pushed her back onto it. He could feel her trying to stop him, but he wasmore powerful and he pushed her onto it until he heard her gag on it again. This time she began to swallow it, her throat grasping his cock tightly. Rebecca tried to stop him from pulling her face onto his cock but he wastoo strong. The cock began to enter her throat. She gagged as the fat cockpushed down, her throat forced to accept. "A smarttrot or a smarting ass!" And he cracked the whip.My feelings as we trotted through the woods were confused, to say theleast. I thought I could trust Clinton Crayle, whatever he was doing... butI mean, here I was, hijacked from one owner and in the power of a malewho acted quite amused at my enforced femininity. Forced to make like apony-girl no less! Yet I also felt a ray of encouragement. Crayle hadfigured out that Rod must be working with my Cousin Julia in an elaboratescheme to trap. The condom sucked—it didn't feel anywhere near as good as unclad—and he had nowhere near the depth that front-to-front positions afforded, but maybe that was for the best; he had never had the longest of fuses, and the fact that he had to urinate was not going to help things.It was a slow, languorous time, without the urgency of their previous sessions; it was like they were half-asleep, and maybe they were. He swung his arm around to fondle her breasts, sending the other one south to play.