“Truth Antonia, I was afraid you’d turn me down.”“I wouldn’t you know, you should ask.”In the most serious voice I could muster I asked, �...�Antonia will you have dinner with me tonight?”“Let’s see how I feel, I’m sore and still a little queasy,” she answered.“What can I do to help?” I asked.“Just keep rubbing my back, you’ve got nice hands.”After ten or fifteen minutes she sat up, “Antonia’s got to tinkle,” as she wobbled to the bathroom.She was gone a long time, when she came out she had a dazed. . aaaaaahhhhhhh...” moaned Glenda at Quentin’s side... obviously coming to her first orgasm of the night.“You may suck me,” said Quentin, stretching himself out naked on the bed, pot-belly curving up.“I am honoured, Master,” said Melissa.Quentin smiled. Ah yes, that was the stuff. The girl was honoured! He revelled in the feel of Melissa’s lush nakedness - the breasts soft and warm - insinuating itself seductively up his thighs. Then her lips began to press gently – almost lovingly, it seemed -. I came into contact with the fact that there are lifestyles for people like me who loved to be tied but from where I come from and my parents this was totally out of question. I couldn't ask them or search for information. They were really honest with me regarding sex and the whole where children come from thing and how to keep myself safe but with anything out of their "ordinary" sex life was a major taboo.My real breakthrough was through a break alright, in some summer-perhaps I was 14- I. "You've got to catch her in the act silly. Once you have that then you control her."Man she was brilliant. So I grabbed my small digital video camera and set it up on my dad's bureau across from their bed and behind some fake plants. I knew that the guy was there before I came home and set up the timer for one hour before.I couldn't concentrate at all in school. My girlfriend was just as excited as I was about viewing the video and I didn't mind sharing. For some crazed reason I was hoping that.