"Thank you for punishing this worthlessslave, Master. Please, hurt me some more...I deserve to be punished." It was so strange...this was the same si...sy that had me completelytwisted around her little finger...and then shoved it up my ass. Butaround Darren, she seemed to get off on being slapped around and put inher place. Is that why she teased and toyed with me? Was she just fuckingwith me to get me to push back? I started looking at her in a whole newlight, and from the perspective she. I have no idea what equipment they had between their muscular legs. Not having seen their naked bodies since probably they each were a couple years old. I can tell though by the looks of their tight fitting jeans that they both had a couple of big packages and nothing to complain about. Myself I considered myself lucky. I was of Italian decent and had a seven and half inches of uncut dick. My muscular body came from hard work, not from taking steroids. I had nothing on my mind except looking. This story is fiction, no resemblance to RL context/characters/names so on doesn’t apply. It is my intellectual property and any individual or institution is NOT allowed to redistribute it without my written permission. I wanted to create a build up, and mainly this was the purpose of this first part There will certainly be more as time allows, probably within some weeks. Real life has been far from sunshine and rainbows for a while now, so, I find myself drooling over the character in this. In the meantime, Chelsea had texted me a dozen times since my return to California. I'd kept it light and friendly, but let it slip that I had to be in her part of the Bay Area. I didn't tell her it was to see a urologist about an exhausted penis. My appointment was in the afternoon, so we met for lunch.I've never been especially good at saying, 'No', but that wasn't the only reason I kept the date. I was still afraid that any real interest in me even from Alix was going to fade once the.