“Where do you want it? Just there, perhaps?” I added whilst reaching forward with my free arm and pinching her ring and clitoris hard between my ...humb and forefinger.“Where?” I repeated impatiently as my fingers tightened, causing her legs to wobble slightly.“My cunt, please, you bastard, smack it, make it red, use it on me, teach me a...” she blurted as I released my grip so to make way for the crop.It whipped sharply through the air before the leather slapper landed on her clitoris. . He wanted to look his best on hisreturn to work and mercilessly sweated away on the cardio machines inthe hope of banishing any unsightly fat on his already slender frame.He didn't even fell a pang of femininity as he followed the workout upwith an hour of dance inspired aerobics and stretches as he followed hisMartine fitness DVD. He worked out to it every day anyway so to him itjust felt like the norm.After another quick shower David carried out his daily skin care regime.He cleansed, toned. She did it anyway."Drop your pants," she ordered. Nick complied with haste. When he proceeded to let his briefs fall to the floor as well, Barbara gasped. He really was hung like a horse. Never had she seen such a dick. She fought the desire to take Nick's rapidly hardening prick in her hands ... and lost."Oh, baby" Nick moaned. "You do know how to handle a man!" Look at that erection, Barbara. You've got him turned on! Don't you want that prick in you? I'll bet you could fuck him and make him. He might have a meeting at the bank. Or maybe an appointment for something. God... She swallowed nervously. Glancing covertly around the bus, she wondered if there were any other subs or Doms nearby. A guy of about thirty got on and winked at her as he swaggered past. He was unshaven and looked a little dirty. Hmmm... she thought. I doubt he's a Dom. I guess he COULD be though. Probably more likely to be in advertising or something. Maybe a music teacher... She smiled at her thoughts. Of.