. more from shock than pain…What did I just say ? Hurry the Fuck up!“Ok OK OK………..Mistress” Fiona carefully added Mistress on the end…Sh... started to get undressed….. taking off the layers that create the illusion of femininity…then layering what Mistress had chosen for her to create the Image of a Sub bitch.“Hmmm wait” said the assistant….“Come here” …. Fiona shuffled over to the assistant trying to be as fem as possible but having trouble as all her femininity was on the floor in a pile of. Yaha bolne ka haq sirf mujhe hai. Main jo bolunga wahi hoga. “ Ye sun kar main bohut ghabhra gayi.Mere saamne ek 50-55 saal ka buddha tha jo ki bas mujhe chodna chahta tha. Meri ankh se ansu bandh hi nahi ho rahe the. Unhone mujhse kaha, “Tu jitna zyada royegi utna dard aur dunga.” Maine jaldi se rona bandh kiya aur unki taraf dekh rahi thi. Woh mere pass aye aur phir se mere boobs dabane lage.Main chillane lagi. Aur unhone phir se mujhe ek thappad maar diya. Main chup ho gayi. Phir unhone. The other end of the rope attached to a windlass in the middle of the deck. The windlass became a medieval tractor beam to keep harpooned enemy ships from escaping.I was excited when we floated the Valencia, and even more excited when she stayed afloat and was completed enough for her first sea trials. We loosely secured eight shore boats to the gunwales of the ship in case the trial ended in disaster, and towed four more behind the ship. Everyone aboard was required to wear one of the new cork. There were regular wank races in the urinal at my high school . usually two or three boys rubbing for all they were worth into a large wide steel pissour. They would grunt and watch each other. Seeing if their rivals was getting near to the vinegar strokes and if they suspected they were behind they would rub more furiously. I remember the first time I saw this from the back of the crowd , luckily I was tall , and I found the action rather erotic and I also became aroused.some of the other boys.