I was laying next to Him with myhead resting between his hips, just above were his crotch laid in his boxers. He always made me keep my head in this p...sition;one of his reasons was that his cock was my master and that I should never assume I am higher than it; second, that I shouldalways be ready to suck it, so the closer the better. We watched the movie in silence. I was not allowed to speak; doing so,especially whining, would result in a quick and hard smack on my ass, which he had his hand. Not only that, but they were to nice for me to want to resist.I found myself relaxing back against his hard chest. I could feel his heart beating. I lay my head to one side, to let him have freer access to kissing my neck. I felt so feminine, and I loved what he was doing to me. I felt as thought this was the way that I naturally should be treated. I folded my hands together on top of his, and he knew that I was just accepting my new role with him. I was accepting my girl hood for him.He knew. " I tried to rationalize with her, but to no avail. Her attack on my senses was ferocious and even I wasn't made of stone. Before she knew what was happening, I pushed her to her back and climbed on top. I must admit I loved the view from both positions. Taking her lips in a hungry kiss, I tried to map out the interior of her mouth with the sole power of my tongue. My hands didn't remain idle for long though, as I pushed her shirt up and out of the way, leaving her naked from the waist up with. " Which meant I want to fuck him again; and he understood that, and smiled."That'd be great," he said, and kissed me as if to reassure me.Going home felt strange at first. Ronald was there. He glanced up at me as I came into the living room. He was watching a football game."Hey," he replied as he went back to watching the game."Hey," was my reply.I stood there a moment, looking at him. I felt butterflies in my stomach as I thought back to having just been with Duane---fucking ourselves into a.