It was so erotic, knowing I could satisfy the sexual needs of this big man, We lay in each others arms, I felt so weak and vulnerable while being held...tightly by big Stan.'how do you feel little one'? he asked quietly'well and truly fucked' I grinned 'but happy'I looked at the clothes in Ricks cupboard, they were mainly goth type, but one or two bits were ok, i put on a black skirt and leather jacket over a blouse and patterned black tights, all the underwear was black and shiny. With me being. Her skin blazed hot ~ hotter than she could ever remember ~ and the pain was deeper, different than before.His newness to the world of D/s was showing. His enthusiasm was vigorous, but His technique, while not crude, was at best unpredictable. At first she worried ~ wondered if her trust was misplaced, but at the first singing of the leather in the air, her loins had sent a quivering message to her lustful brain ~ vowing to accept whatever her new Master delivered ~ to receive His strokes and. Up top, a brawith some silicone breasts to give a nice and obvious, but not excessivebust and another shapewear corselette on top, again to keep those linessmooth and hide all the foundation work underneath. She admired herselfin the mirror, ignoring from the neck up, yes quite passable. A bitfrumpy but the right figure looked back, especially as she wasn't thatmuscley anyway and had she taken care to remove all possible offendinghair.Stage one complete and usually she would then just wear a. I put it back in place and sat quietly. The next day he called me in the afternoon but I didn’t answer it. He called me the whole day but I avoided all his calls. It happened for the next couple of days. He started sending me the pictures of him naked with an erected dick on whatsapp. I didn’t know how to react. I just tried to ignore them but the pictures were very tempting. Slowly they became the source for my masturbation. I felt bad for him and sent him a close up picture of my nipple so.