Then return slowly. Gods this istorture, my arms really hurt now... I hear her get closer and closer,until she's right behind me, "Aren't you just the...best little sissy?" sheasks breathing in my ear."I.. I don't know Mistress Thorne," I mumble nervously.She gives an earthy chuckle, "Don't be so modest, my little bitch... I'mactively trying to find things to punish you for, and you're just notdoing them!" She blows in my ear and chuckles again, "How verydisappointing..." Sorry Mistress Thorne,". We both get really high in sex mood.I then reaching to pull off his Speedo…. I was reluctant to let it fall to the floor….. After all…. it had caressed his swollen prick and big bull balls…. and it was like a symbol of his young…. virile manhood…. Carefully…. I removed it from his legs and placed it on the chair….It had not occurred to me that this was the only garment he had worn when he entered my room. He stretched out his full five-foot-nine-inch frame beside me…. scanning me with big deep. He risked his life to save me; I don't have to tell you that means a lot, but more than that I have never once seen him use his gift for anything even questionable. And since we're on the subject, I was planning to bring this up anyway; he's scared about what's been going on. This thing with the leaks has got him nervous and I can't say I blame him; he wants a safe way out if anything should go wrong, you know, really wrong, for him and his sister. He understands that it takes money to make. Any way i had kind off got to the point of wondering what it would be like to have sex with a man and me be the women, so i got brave enough to troll some chat rooms looking for a man to fufill my fantasy ,His name was max and we agreed to meet in a motel in charlotte where we both live .I decided to wear my favorite outfit for our encounter ,a 80's style blue sheer lace teddy with unsnaping crotch and garters with white lace thigh hi stockings ,white lace gloves ,and my black shiny 4 inch high.