” She just looked up and shook her head, grabbing his hand in her own. “No… it’s just that it…” She gazed at him longingly. “It feels so...right…” All of her emotions for JC were coming out. “I’ve been wanting to touch you forever JC… please… I need someone… I need you… to love me…” Her eyes pleaded with his, and he smiled, a tear of joy escaping from his eye. They both stood up quickly, letting all of the built up desire finally run it’s course. They could see it in each other’s eyes, the fires. That would have been anti-climactic. He wasn’t going to go through with it after everything he had written, he just wanted to get off on the idea of being a white fuck slut with no limits being tortured and used by a strong, Black Daddy. So he placated himself by pulling and stroking his tiny penis, imagining unspeakable, disgusting things. Barely a week went by when Scott’s curiosity got the best of him. He sent another email and not surprisingly, it was returned as blocked. He had no. " Good. I want you to continue to remember that, but I don't want you to remember that it was me who was there. As far as you can remember, it was just another one of Mistress Catherine's slaves. Do you understand?" Yes." Good. Also, when I bring you out of trance, you won't question how you got here. It'll be just like any of the other Sundays that you've spent over at my apartment. Do you understand?" Yes."Mindy glanced towards the door at the bag of clothes that Mistress Catherine had. The man dropped his pants and stepped out of them, looked around andslashed at the camera with his paddle. The lens shattered. "Dominate menow!"Joan cowered in the corner, sliding into herself, covering her facewith her gloved hands, as the man began to paddle her, but through hiscovered eyes, she saw the man's penis grow erect. And now sheunderstood the smell. The penis was covered in shit."Dominate me now!"Joan felt her face being pulled up by her nostrils even as hershoulders were being hit.