I want the power to have them whipped when they look at me the wrong way.”I was gasping, fast, shallow breaths betraying the excitement I felt at th... touch of her hand on my cock. Her words registered somewhere deep in my mind, but I wasn’t paying any real attention to them. Until she stopped, of course, then I went through her words to find out why, realizing she expected a response. “You ... seem ... awfully sure ... I’ll ... survive.”Letting go of my hair, she kissed me again. Both her hands. I'd like to think that I'm pretty attractive. My breasts are so roundand perky; it's almost as if they're defying gravity. And my legs are solong and shapely. But I have to say my most beautiful feature is myface. I have these gorgeous hazel green eyes that make boys forget howto talk. My glossy pink lips are also oh so kissable, I mean, I justooze sex appeal.I wasn't always a sexy little minx who can get everything she wants. Iused to be a nerdy guy called Jason. You see back then I didn't. I knew that my former colleagues could not understand how I could acceptsuch a reduced position. They couldn't. I knew that I would not haveunderstood it if I had not gone through what I had. The loss of my job,house and overall quality of life had humbled me. I had come to realizethat no job was beneath me. After months on the unemployment line, I washappy enough to be looking up the employment ladder than being forced tostare at it from afar.My time among the unemployed had noticeably changed. "I was getting excited now, and asked, "What do you do with those?" pointing at the three dildos. She said, "I don't need a man anymore, and no man will replace Wolfgang. I use those to have some sexy fun when I need it. One goes in my fronthole, the other in my backhole, and the third one on my clit."I said, "That's cool and very hot to imagine. Maybe you could show me how you do that. It would turn me onseeing you put those into your fronthole and backhole."She said, "Don't worry James,.