No answer was needed."Go into the bathroom slut and open box number 2 and 3," Master Allen said. "You will know what to do and you better make it quic...," he ordered.I went into the bathroom. My bottom was still a bit stingy from the punishment and I was still wearing my wrist cuffs, thigh highs, panties and high heels. I opened box 2 and found a thin but long wooden paddle. My heart almost sunk. I did not think I could endure another punishment but knew that I had to do as I was ordered. Then I. The words were the same calm lovers' conversation, but the undertone was getting subtly bitter and strident. She was responding to your manhood as a challenge to her own, because you are too artlessly asserting it; like armor where there should be no battle, but one arises because the armor provokes it."Oh." You suddenly realize: this will not last. Startled, you glance over at her and see it in her eyes too, that realization of loss.The tension lifts, but it's because, still in love, you two. “Feels soooo good.” The boy roared, grabbing Maxxie’s head in his hair and thrusting him down. Time and time again.Ethan shuddered. His hands let go of Maxxie’s soft, sweaty strands of golden hair and he buckled down. Maxxie slipped his head up off of Ethan’s dick, making a popping noise as though he had just pulled his head off of a lollipop, which he had done sort of. He licked his lips. And he pulled himself up so that his bronze chest pressed against Ethan’s which was white as snow. Ethan. “Then I wanted to play with your ass, your pussy and your clit using toys, fingers, mouth and teeth until you were coming for me anytime I wanted you to. I loved the idea of making you do as I say for once. Begging me to give you release and then begging me to stop because it was too much.” Ok, now we were done. Not too freaky. I hadn’t run away screaming yet. That had to count for something. “Then I wanted to untie you and turn you over and take you from behind, just pounding myself into you.