If you want to read it, it's here: https://bbcharlotte.tumblr.com/post/170939905717/story-time-millionaire-sissy.The investments I made with the money...I won in the lottery, turned out so well that I could make my next move. The building of Little Big Land, an indoor playground for AB's, DL's, and diapered sissies. With help of my well-endowed staff, AB-friends with architectural skills and our dirty little minds, I purchased an old sports center, and turned it into the wet dream of anyone who. The demeaning apparel was clearly indicative of their status as sexual submissives. I imagined they had been coerced into this display of ritual public humiliation by their leather clad Masters and Mistresses. The heaving, semi-naked throng of people was an astonishing sight. But then this was a private fetish club and its members were not constrained by orthodox social conventions. I still felt chastened by the experience of trying to gain entry to Club Spank. It had been humiliating,. " He's nineteen?" I asked, curious now."So, you're interested?" Hank said, smiling knowingly."Maybe. Tell me more." The k**'s a real piece. Looks like one of those statues you see in a museum. Smooth and chiseled. A perfect bod. And he'll do whatever you want. He just loves having a stud put him though the paces."Hank took a sip of his coffee and leaned toward me."Listen, Bill. He's coming over to my motel room in a couple of hours. Why don't you come by too. We'll have another really sizzling. Stepping away from bed, I took in her bound form. Walking out of the room, I went to get the items I wanted to use on her. Walking out to the kitchen, I gathered up the toys for her. As I walked back in to the bedroom, Amber was struggling on the bed, searching for me. Her body tensed at the sound of the tray as I set it down on the nightstand. Lowering my lips to Amber’s lips, lightly brushing them, I sat down on the edge of the bed taking a long stem rose with thorns from the tray. Placing.