I'm just worried you'll panic if I show you."I was intrigued now. I had looked into her eyes, and she was telling the truth. "Maybe if you gave me som... idea what to expect, that would help." Well, to be honest ... it's not a simple thing. You see, I'm a monster, and I hunt humans. I was hunting you when we first met online, and I would have suggested we meet sooner than we are now, if you hadn't mentioned being Otherkin, and explained it. Hearing that, I began to have hope that I didn't have to. “Are you okay with that?” he asked I replied “yes sir I am.” “Good.” He said with a smirk on his face. Then he brought out a blind fold and put it on me. He then went to his dresser and got something out. I had no idea what it was. Then I felt his soft touch on my legs. He raised me up so that he could have easy access to my pussy. “Have you been a bad girl? I think you have so I will show you what happens to bad girls.” He said. Before I could answer he took a small whip and as hard as he. Well, that’s how I remember it. Her black tailored suit tried to conceal her sexuality, but it was only partially successful. A hint of cleavage showed just above her white silken top. The buttoned up blazer strained to contain her full bust.I remembered that full bust from last night. I remember being rough with it, however. We didn’t exactly engage in any foreplay.She smiled radiantly at me as I stood up. She began to pick up the pace of her steps, but then I held out my hand.“Hang on a. I crept down into the kitchen totally forgetting I had a raging boner and had cotton shorts that looked like a teepee. I got into the kitchen and there making a cup of tea was my mums friend Patricia who was in her 60s. Now Patricia was in her 60s about a size16 with 46jj saggy boobs and her nipples were about an inch wide and stuck out over an inch I'd always noticed them as they always used to stick out to the point you could even see them pointing through a wooly jumper.Patricia turned round.