Yes, just another day inDominick?s miserable life.Dominick arrived at his apartment building cold, damp,hungry and horny. Once he got inside, he could...do somethingabout the first three. His horniness, however, wouldcontinue. Dominick wasn?t the type of man that women wantedto fuck. He was short, about 5?6? with shoes on. He was adumpy, rotund man. Everything Dominick ate seemed to headstraight for his gut. The poor fellow hadn?t been able tolook down and see his feet since middle school.. It was the wall of steel, the slave girls called it. And it was a collection of various metal restraints he used regularly on all his snivelling and pleading slave girls.But what Nyasia didn’t expect was the horrible stinging pain suddenly ripping up thru her exposed pussy. Her legs instinctively tried to draw in and close her thighs as she howled into her gag.Her Master then surprised her with another brutal thrash of his favourite stiff, cane like whip. Square up between her legs from behind,. It was only 5 minutes or so and they came out of the bathroom one at a time,I didn't know who was who as I only saw a naked butt and 1-2 seconds of a cock and balls. They walk together briefly as they got to the end of the hallway and then one walked to the exit while the other one walked into one of the stores,I followed the guy to the store,we both went up the escalator,while I was only 3 steps behind him,he was a good looking in shape kind of guy,maybe early 40's taking a long lunch. .why?’ I was intrigued at her enthusiasm.‘Well, I don’t feel like going out either. Maybe we could grab some beers and watch a flick?’ Jen was always trying to get me to buy her and her friends beer; she was 3 years away from legal drinking age. This, however, was getting more interesting... Once again, I decided to follow my instincts. They’d been good to me so far...‘OK’, I said, ‘I’ll bring home some flicks and something to drink. Just be cool, OK? Mom and Dad can’t find out I bought you.