“You remember what you said earlier, about maybe doing me?” I asked. Chris gave a bit of a grin. “Yeah, I remember. When you’d just shot your ...oad up my arse.” “How about it, then? I reckon the girls are going to want us to do it for them sometime, but you could have a go now, kind of as a practice.” “Do you want to, then?” “Sure, why not.” I pulled off my t-shirt so I was totally naked, and Chris did the same. I looked at his hard dick. It looked pretty thick – thicker than mine, anyway – and. Not only could he sing but he danced beautifully. And Flasher Eric and Cunga-Lungaseemed to be getting along quite well also. I seem to remember her sayingthey would see us in the morning and showing Ted where the guest room was. Hewas very considerate and helped me remove my clothes, cause by this point Ineeded help. And the next thing I knew he was kissing me leaving little doubtabout what the night would bring. He massaged my temples and kissed my forehead and worked his way down. .." Hurry!" Come on, Erik!" Erik, let us go!" Now, Erik!" Please?"Then Erik felt one large, strong hand grip his upper arm and a small, delicate hand push at the center of his back. Between the two hands, they propelled him down the corridor towards the backstage dressing rooms of the opera house's prima performers. Quickly, they passed the dressing rooms until at last they came to a dimly lit passageway where only a single gas light flickered sullenly on the wall next to an old, battered. " "No," your captor says harshly, "you said that the last time and you didn't obey. You deserve a spanking and you will be getting it." You can feel his manhood pressing into your stomach now. This is exciting him as much as you. Suddenly you feel the thrash of the strap hit your still hot ass. Again and again it whacks at your tender bottom. Before you comprehend the full force of his blows your body jerks and shakes with a mind blowing orgasm. He does not stop while you go through this but.