Then I started working for a tech company in finance. Then I got an MBA and ended up at the last startup. I was Head of Compliance there.”“Very ni...e. You could be a senator easily,” remarked Dave.“No way. I have no desire to be the public face of anything.”“Smart sissy...er...I mean fellow.”“You’re stuck on my girlish behavior.”“It’s just so damn electric,” Dave admitted before he knew it.“I understand. I’m not offended. I love who I am.”“As you should. Fuck everybody else.”“That’s one way to. It took him a while to learn how to force those marvelous mountains into shape, how to strangle them, manipulate them to his will while keeping their owner safe. And how delicious they looked!He moved his head forward, let one engorged nipple brush over his dry lips, teasing the girl with a flick of his tongue. Then, heaving mightily, he bore down on the compressed tit, bit into the stiff, tantalizing nub and sucked as hard as he could.The glistening, muscular body jerked and jumped as he dove. “You know what these are?” “They look like little clothes-pegs.” “Yes; and I’m sure you know how clothes-pegs are used for sexual pleasure. But these are special. Look how strong the springs are.” He demonstrated, closing the pegs tightly onto his finger. “And look at the little metal jaws with their tiny sharp teeth. Do they excite you?” “Oh, yes! They’re beautiful! Where did you get them?” “They’re made expressly for masochists like you to enjoy, and sadists like me to use on helpless. I could have brought her off right then and there, she was that close. But, now wasn't the time. I knew that if I could keep her on the edge of her climax for a while, she would have a memorable orgasm. So, I used my index and middle fingers on either side of her vaginal lips and gently pried them apart."OH, YES, GOD!" she exclaimed as she felt the cool air reach that closed up space for the first time. I used the tip of my finger to caress the soft, velvety skin that made up the floor of that.