. needed help, I guess. They didn’t teach me to hate bullies, although mostly I did. Rather to be ... protective isn’t the exact word, but close t... it. So that kind of outlook — be nice, but be smart — combined with my size ... well, it sort of fit in with keeping the peace so far as the Little River saloon customers were concerned.My grandfather, Clive Gilmore, had showed me how to be ... not a man, exactly. I was too young for that when he taught me how to ride horses, took me fishing, taught. In retaliation Ona grabbed both of my nipples and pinched them hard, again I screamed.“Please that hurts.”“Backa! (Idiot) I know it hurts, but you’ll learn to like it slut. You're a sissy now, you don’t get to decide how you're used! Its time you learn the pecking order in this place.” The kimono was now on the floor and for the first time I could see Ons cock, It was six inches and quite thick, she grabbed my hair and dragged me to the edge of the bed, my head dangling over. Ona forced her way. A week later she came into work and stopped by my desk, "You were right, they make my feet look sexy as all get out."I looked down and saw that she had on the pair of shoes that I had chosen. From then on almost every day she showed me the latest design on her toenails, her new toe rings and every new pair of shoes she bought. I think she even went through her closet to find pairs of shoes that I'd never seen her in. I was having trouble trying to figure out what was going on. She was married,. She gets scared. The thing in her starts to vibrate slightly, very little, very still and even. The muscles in her pussy ripple around it, but she remains motionless, does not dare to move. Her clitoris and breasts throb in time with the thing inside her. In the background, she hears his silverware rattle and how he puts the wine glass on the table. 'How can he eat now?' she thinks to herself. Slowly and continuously the vibration inside her increases. She won’t be able to remain still much.