" she commanded. Where before she had been tender, now her voice was stern. She was no longer my Kay. She had become Mistress Kay and was to be obeyed...without question.I turned, shivering not with the chill of the air, but with apprehension and anticipation. She hadn’t used that tone of voice on me for close to a year now, not since things had started going wrong between us. My fault, of course, but then perhaps that’s unfair to me. Still, I feel that a good percentage of the blame does lie. Hey, if this feels good, what is the harm? Unless this demon kills or eats it's prey after fucking it, then I would be screwed. In the other way.This was last Halloween. I was at my fictional fantasy Sugar Daddy's house alone and already spooked out by the noises of this old hundred-year-old wooden house in this loud thunder storm on what some call "Devil's Night." I had to turn on every light in the place in order not to be scared shitless by all the darkness and shadows that causes my. Sitting on my bed in blouse and knickers seemed to do the trick. ‘Now, that’s better,’ I remarked as Nick started to stroke his cock. By now it was magnificently huge. It’s tip was getting very purple whilst the rest of it was getting a very angry red. ‘I’ll need to get a hanky or tissue to cum into,’ he said. I pulled out a hanky from by dressing table drawer and, going very close to his cock, said, ‘Should I try and catch it?’ ‘You can try,’ he murmured, ‘But it can spray anywhere sometimes!’. " So why aren't you guys using him?" He's now only fifteen years old, and doesn't appear to be aging." How old was he to start with?" John asked."Forty two." So you guys think by getting someone my age..." The doctors think you should end up around age twenty five or so." So you want to cure me of cancer, give me back my youth, and make meinto a super hero," John said. "What's the catch?" We have to kill you." Hey if this is about the inheritance, I signed most of it over to Karena few years.