That is when I saw Whitney walking down the trail toward the stream. She was startled when she saw me standing in the middle of the stream naked. She ...lushed, and I saw her eyes wander down to my cock, hanging between my legs.“I saw you come down this way, I didn’t mean to disturb you.” She started to turn back toward the house.“No stop, you are fine. You just startled me, that is all.”She turned back around. She still had on her bikini. It was a floral print, a lot less skimpy that what the. "Well, hello, come on in."As I walked past him he put an arm around me and kissed me on the cheek.***Three days later, I'm still in shock. Dirk has taken total control of me. I'm now his pussy boy as he calls me. I have been made to totally submit to his will, not that I haven't enjoyed it more than anything I have ever done before. At first he was quite brutal and beat me with a strap when I resisted. He said that I needed not so much to "come out" as be "dragged out".The first time he had me. When the mill went out of business, the people in the small port town went with it. All that was left were the fisherman and dockworkers, who kept to themselves, mostly. The town was stagnant and full of hollow shells of places families once called home.Angelica Hughs wasn't born in the town. She was born out of state in a giant metropolis, thinking small town life could be for her she purchased the rectory ignoring the stories as just local superstition. She didn't know what she'd be in for,. "Catherine looked pleadingly into Alexandra's eyes. Adults were one thing, but..."You are his birthday present, Catherine. By morning I expect him to be fully initiated into manhood, and..." she whispered, "He'd better walk out of here with a smile on his face." Please Mistress..." whispered Catherine, but she was totally ignored."Matt, it's time you became a man. Catherine here is just the woman to do that. Her body is not only beautiful but lithe and supple -- and she fucks like a.