“Um...you’re Clarissa, right? My...sparring partner...?”Clarissa gave you an enthusiastic nod. “You got it, baby! Bona fide winner of the last...bikini battle! Y’all are lucky I’m sitting this one out...”You gulped as you adjusted your bikini. “Oh shit... You are... Not how I pictured you’d be...” This was the first time you’d seen Clarissa in person; you’ve only talked through text or email messages up until now. The fact that Clarissa had to look down at you only made the woman more. It should be videoed, so that untold others can purchase, save, exchange, watch, revel in, discuss, and masturbate over its hours of pain, humiliation, and degradation. Before, during, and after each of these activities, it should be shocked with a cattle prod and beaten harshly (so that its shoulders, back, buttocks, and uppermost rear thighs are all well-marked) with a flogger, cane, paddle, or singletail whip: 1. Being fucked in its ass by four different Cocks* and a strap on dildo, 2. Being. He didn’t really want to get up. ‘Start as you intend to go on,’ flitted through his mind and he nodded at the thought.Time to get up.He went to the wardrobe and examined himself in the mirror. His young body was in fairly decent shape. He would be skinny for some time, until his later years, when he would gain weight, get a double chin, and finally, become obese. He scowled. His blue eyes flicked to his hair, no longer white, but a dark blond in color. James mused as he ran his hand through. She was dressed in a nice light weight dress. "Well a bit odd. They feel too small," mum answered."Yeah, but do you feel sexy?" I asked her."A bit," she replied. I felt a door had opened for me and I decided to step through it. "Well, come closer then," I asked her and mum walked over to stand in front of me, so I stood up and put my are around her shoulders and she put her arms around my lower back.."That looks a lot better," I told her and it felt good to hold mum, and I felt her relax.