Not so, he asked if he could suck me - again I was breathing shallowly, and anticipated a new sensation for the first time. He was obviously an expert...at his art, and sucked slowly along my shaft, right down to my balls. I don't normally come quickly during sex, but in these situations it is probably best not to linger. I pulled back to signal that I was about to ejaculate, but he said that was fine and he wanted it in his mouth. No sooner had he resumed sucking than it let go a continuous. Are you sure you want to hear this now?”“Will it get any better if I wait?”“No.”“Then get on with it, please.”“All right. You asked for it. Remember those patents you were so proud of?”“Uh oh.” This wasn’t sounding so good right off the bat.“I had some patents?”“Yes. You had quite a few. They were worth several million dollars and were the basis of your fortune. They allowed you to form a very successful company employing thousands of high tech workers.”“And now I don’t have them?”“No. You. He kissed me then, which for some reason felt even weirder than having his cock in my mouth. I was very conscious that he was much bigger and stronger as I felt his weight on me, and I put my hands on his shoulders and upper arms which were so different from my own. His cock was hard as he lay on top of me, grinding against me, and my own penis responded to the challenge.Mike began sawing his penis against me alongside my cock, then pulled down and pressed his bulbous cockhead against my balls.. "Answer the questionsissy," I said sternly.His lips were quivering with fear. I could spot a touch of lip gloss onthem. "Please, you must leave miss," he whispered.I slapped him.He started sobbing. "Yes I'm a sissy. My girlfriend keeps me like this.I'm her sissy slave. Are you satisfied?" So you're subservient to all women," I smirked. "Yes miss." "Then benddown and kiss my feet slave girl."He immediately complied. Bending down and showering my heels withkisses."Good girl. Now, if I tell you I.