After I recovered she chained me to the wall and putelectrodes on my cock and balls and an electric metal butt plug up my ass. Forthe next two hours s...e shocked my cock, balls, and asshole and had absolutelyno mercy. I was screaming and crying and she would not stop. Finally she said Ihave one more thing that I want to do to you before I give you some rest time.She strapped on about a 12 inch dildo and told me that her slave had to alwaysbe ready for a good butt fucking. She lubed my ass and. Dangerous."The third button was more difficult. Perhaps because the boy's hands were trembling and he tried to hide the fact. But the button sighed at last, admitting defeat, sliding regretfully through the hole with only a tiny tug as a final warning. The boy pulled on the shirt and it came out of his trousers, nearly falling off his thin shoulders. He stopped ... as if uncertain what to do next, though he knew ... or thought he knew ... or at least desperately wanted to know ... what was. Well, with Raymond, it wasn't so much the picnic as the sex, and likewise with dad. Perhaps my revulsion to shit had something to do with it.I was proud of myself when the nightmares didn't return after I started a careful regimen, and to top it off, my son seemed to be circulating with girls his own age.If this continued, maybe I'd ask Raymond to spend his next free time out here, with me.Meanwhile, with no sex for weeks, I had to admit I was getting horny, but encouraging Nickie was out of. James and I were / are basically dating, but we haven't called it as such and we're still fucking other people, which I am more than fine with.2 weeks ago James, some friends and I all went to a club downtown. The time a the club itself was mostly uneventful, until I went to the washroom. Walking down the stairs to the washroom directly behind me was a cute (but dirty) punk-ish guy, about 30 years old. As we were walking down I didn't even notice he was there (I was pretty drunk) until he.