It was, after all, his mansion and his money. But Desiree had shown him the tape of him and Dianna. He knew, more so even than Desiree, that if his fa...her, the cranky old school buzzard, saw that tape, there would be hell to pay. So he decided to just play along. But the shit had really hit the fan when Desiree had found his stash of long unread kink magazines that he had collected years ago: Comics written by Stanton, pictures of Betty Page, women tied up. Men tied up. Men in women's clothing. He wanted to get out to the shack. He texted Jake and told him he was heading to the shack and to come out when he was done. Then he hopped on his bike and left.When he got to the shack he killed time cleaning up the yard a little more. He spent about half an hour just throwing rocks in the creek before going inside and playing games on his phone.When he heard Jake’s quad coming up the road. He walked out to the tree line and saw Jake getting off the quad and walking towards him.“Took you long. Usually we would start with a drink while I stripped down to bra and thong. I would then let him touch me while removing his clothes.Master would also strip and make suggestions as to what we could all do. Mostly, the candidate would opt for a blowjob before fucking me, while Master would finger me to stimulation and them I would suck him whilst being fucked. Rarely did master cum during these sessions as the candidates usually blew their load quickly then take off out of there. If they wanted. MrSmith now stood about six feet in front of me and I realised with horrorthat he was starting to undress. He looked at me directly as he slowlyunbuttoned his shirt to reveal a large torso covered in thick dark hair.His fat belly poured over the top of his trousers. Kicking off his slipon shoes he undid the zipper of his trousers and then removed his beltand let them fall to the floor. He stepped out of his trousers, quicklyslipped off his socks and then advanced to where I sat.His large,.