When daddy got caught i had no sexual outlet. No way to excuse myself for being sexual. I knew i liked being punished, but i didnt want to have to ask...for it, i wanted to be forced. When i told shane this he got that distant look in his eyes and simply nodded his head and apologized that he didnt have a solution. But anything I needed, anything at all, he would try his hardest to get for me. I think it was in that moment, when his green eyes stared into mine, with his warm arms wrapped. Everyone calls me Rick, or Ricky, except when I'm in trouble. Then I'm RICHARD!!!" He walked over and leaned down giving her a kiss on the forehead. "Excuse me. I need to get this itchy stuff off of me."He went and walked out into the water to where it was waist deep, and swam out a bit more. He took handfuls of the water, scrubbing the loose dust and grass off, then swimming around a bit more before returning to the pavilion. He went to get his shorts and walked out in the water, again, and. I knew that to tense up would cause me pain and so against all my inner most feelings I did what I had to and tried to relax. "Be gentle with me," I pleaded, letting out another stifled sob of fear and anticipation.I felt him come behind me and his penis touch my exposed bottom and suddenly I found myself, unbelievably, becoming excited with my penis becoming rigid. I was about to be fucked up the arse by a rapist who thought me a woman. I felt him push against me and then as I tried to relax. -Can I have some water?” I have to admit that my asking was purely because I wanted to get off the street with a hardon. I honestly didn’t realise how serious Anne’s flirtations were, much less could I have anticipated what happened the second the door closed behind us. She had walked ahead of me a step or two into her home, leading me in and waving her massive hips at me as she did. I was at full mast and probably red as a beetroot by the time I closed the door behind us. Just as I turned.