’ The magazine and Rachel disappeared up his jumper. ‘You says anything,’ the first youth’s voice was low, but menacing, ‘and you’ll find...your dick cut off. That’s a fucking promise. You savvy?’ Paul silently nodded. He watched as the youths left the shop then, without thinking, pulled down a copy of the magazine. He took it to the counter doing his best to hide his purchase from other customers. Was it his imagination or did the female shop assistant give him a withering look for buying a. ? I was bound face down on the table my handsand face in a wooden stock.? One crossdresser had her mini skirt rolled up while she assaulted my mouth.? I had long satin gloves on and my satincovered hands were used to jerk two other cross dressers off.?? My legs had been bound to the table at theknees while my legs were spread and forced outwards the bottoms of my feet werefacing upwards.?? A cross dresser wasbetween my legs pounding my ass and spanking my thighs with a riding crop.? Two other. ”She gives me a frosty stare, but thankfully breaks into that lovely giggle. She jots down a number on a card and passes it to me.“Next Monday at seven. Do not be late.”****Fate is a fickle beast, sometimes it bites you on the bum, other times it turns out to be your saving grace. I’m so glad it took me into Jacob’s that day, otherwise I would not have met the gorgeous Trina. We met up for that drink, intending just to go out for an hour or so, but ended up leaving with the bar staff at 1am. We. My head moved from side to side in reply, at which she chuckled.“Good. I like to keep you guessing, slut.”A soft sigh issued forth from between my lips at the name. It held so much promise of what was to come. After two weeks of unfulfilled lust, the hunger within threatened to overwhelm me. I wanted to fall on my knees and wrap my arms around her legs, begging her to take me to the edge right there in the entry way, over and over, until I was too exhausted to move. I think she knew it too,.