I know I'm pushing my luck. You lean forward suddenly and rip my hands away from their pleasure. I have gone too far for too long. You lean down on t...e whip, I have forgotten about. The delicious tension pulls across my throat. You stop short of cutting off my air, this is not breath play. You do this when you want my full attention, and trust me when I say Sir, you do. You lean down in close to my ear again. I am expecting you to bite my neck, but nothing. I have to gasp for air, because I. I was still a virgin it seemed like all my friends were getting some while I just wanked off to porn mags about twice a day(no internet back then!!!), I was waiting in a town centre pub my mates were late and I hadn't brought a drink as I had no id with me when the landlord who had giving me dirty looks from when I entered came over and said if I wasn't buying I had to leave, I had just reached the exit when heard someone call my name.I turned and saw mr smith(not real name) my English teacher. He told her it was very good to swing but not too heavy it would cause a lot of brusing.She acepted his choice and gave it to me to hold while they began to look at the canes. She eventually picked a really long old fashioned looking one with a crook handle at the end ?this will make your bottom dance won’t it young lady? she laughed. The two customers looked up and smiled at her remark and the salesman could barely contain his amusement. Just as we were walking to the till Mum stopped ?oh you. "I will if you will." he said huskily. Suddenly Jim knew why Conrad and Darva had split up. The knowledge wasa rush against the barriers of his resolve, which gave way like a dam wasbreaking against a surging flood of water, spraying outwards,disintegrating all at once because the dam was held together so delicately,force against force balancing exactly, and when unbalanced, it all givesway. He felt naked before Conrad, vulnerable...and saved, rescued. His needwas yipping happily like a dog.