"?"That's notwhat Jenny told me. She said that the last time she whipped your preciouslittle cunt you came so hard that you almost passed out. Is th...t true,slut?"?"..."?"I asked, isthat true?"?"Yes,Mistress."?"So you liedto me when you said you didn't like getting your pussy whipped."?"No,Mistress. It hurt so bad."?"You likebeing hurt, though, don't you?"?"Yes,Mistress."?"Say it."?"I likebeing hurt."?"And?"?"... Ilike it when my Mistress hurts my slutty body; I like it when she whipsmy. Across her whole breast, and as she caught Yorke’s surprised look, her fingers at her neckline were about to slide inside. Yorke had written about sensuous skin. Oh, yes it surely was, and those green eyes were seeing her actions. He must see how her breasts were heaving with each quickening breath.His book having turned her pure mind already, Yorke was considering the fairness of giving her what she clearly wanted. Without thinking any further, he placed one hand on the side of her face, as. . the thought of being so embarrassedby a girl ever again was too much. "Yes Mistress I never want to think Icould have normal sex again, I can't disappoint a woman again then."Mistress Tara pushed the covers back revealing her neatly trimmed pussyand stood up from the bed "Ask me to make you in to a eunuch," she said."I want to be a eunuch," I replied, the words sounded strange coming frommy lips a couple of days ago they would never have been said but now!what use was I? no woman would have. They were guests but stillwanted the hostess, Ms Palone, to be able to totally enjoy the rest ofthe celebration. The kids she was helping were lost in the moment and shedeserved to have that joy also.Before the serving of the cake Ming excused himself to go to the office.As he was walking out holding a box, the rest of the kids surroundedLori. Ming gently placed the box on the table in front of his friend. Thepresentation of this gift was ceremonial.There was also emotion behindthe offering so.