"We walked down the streets of Ginza. She held my arm. If possible I would have liked to have strutted down Ginza Street with her holding my arm like ...e were a couple. Me and a lady in her 60's or 70's in a kimono, together. It was a proud moment At one intersection while we were waiting for the light to change I snuggled with her and pressed my cheek against hers. We kissed.We embraced as we kissed. I had never touched a woman in a kimono before and here I was with a woman in her 60's or 70's.. Um, you can call me either one you want."She stared at him blankly. Why, she thought, would it matter?"Yeah..." he continued awkwardly. He pushed his bangs out from his right eye. "Well, we were talking and, um, wondering, I guess-" Sauce, you're fucking terrible at this. Just chill out and let me talk." Zack cleared his throat and faced the girl. "First, where did you come from, Renee?"Easy."Outside." ... before that." A factory." No, I mean," he took a deep breath and thought for a moment.. . You will love the cream pie I will have then ..."I am sucking this cock nice by now. I think my well being depends on how well I suck it. I hear around me the sounds of a good fuck happening. The woman who whispered to me is getting her first load of cum I guess. The hung cock pulls from my face and is replaced by a limp one . I take that also and suck it to a raging hard on. This becomes a ritual. I continue to hear in the background the fucking sounds and I know that the other woman is. Even then, you will not speak without permission. She has been mine ever since the day she was enslaved at eighteen. She has served me unfailingly."Crack.The flogger falls again. The burning across your ass intensifies."Ah, enough talk. It is time to test your pain tolerance, toy."He presses the prod's metal contacts against your stomach and presses the trigger. Sharp pain explodes from the point it touches you, followed by a deep ache as the muscles respond to the current. As you hang forward.