There was only one answer. “Oh Yes. Yes please. But I’m a bit sore…” I replied in time with his rocking movements and the easing of his head i...to my slit. His buttocks immediately tightened again beneath my fingers and his smooth rounded head popped between my tight inner lips and into my vagina again, making me gasp. He held himself still, his nearly-fully-hard cock half way into my body. “Nicola! Will you go out with me?” he grinned, thrusting himself a little deeper, making my back arch with. ? I knew she was serious.? She had that ?I am in control and you are myslave? look with a smirk on her lips. ?Please knee me inmy balls Ma?am.? I looked into her eyes and suddenly lunged over as pain exploded in my groin.? She had not used much force but had caught myballs just right, the top of her knee squashed my balls up into my groin andthe pain was all encompassing. ?Islowly stood up, fear abounding.? I hadto ask her to do it again and harder.? Idid not want her to do it again, even. It made her uncomfortable, even a bit jittery nervous.Roger's insane fetish was the center of sex for him. Everything sexual revolved around nylons. Not just any kind of nylons. No. They had to be ultra sheer, silky, old school like. He used to be almost entirely focused on RHT stockings especially those made and sold by Albert's Hosiery. There was a time when an Albert's could be found in just about every mall in America. Their stores were as common as Victoria's Secret are today. They were. It didn't matter. This was the first week of the new, fully integrated armed forces, where there was now absolutely no special treatment for any reason.Victoria blushed as she stood in bra, panties and socks in front of the other male recruits who were also in their underwear. The guys kept glancing over to her and smirking. Victoria tried to avert her eyes, but the temptation of looking at several hunks in their skivvies was just too much.One by one, each recruit was called to the middle of.