He held my hand inches away from reaching the nozzle; but in doing so, his knuckle fell squarely on my clitoris. I did not think, I did not contemplat... what happened next. I simply reacted to an unforeseen and absurd set of circumstances. I found myself pushing my hand so that his knuckle pressed firmly against my erect and sensitive clitoris. I cannot explain how or why, but the combination of being exposed to this handsome young black medical technician as I was, the nozzle in my ass, the. And here was that reason. The entire diatribe had been about them. It was all about the disappointment they were going to experience...the embarrassment at the club...the embarrassment in the neighborhood...the terrible impression this would make with relatives and their friends. As I lay there, cradled in Bobby’s loving arms, my thinking continued to expand. All these years, I had been nothing but a show piece for my parents. As long as I was the cute, well dressed, a good student that showed. I must have been making a lot of noise, because I noticed Jeff standing by the open door, watching us. When I said something to Eddie, he asked me if it bothered me, and I said no, it actually is turning me on more. Eddie started fucking me in all kinds of positions that I knew was to show me off to Jeff. He had me kneel on the edge of the bed, with my ass facing Jeff, giving him a total view of my soaking wet pussy. Then he laid down in front of me and put his cock in my mouth. I was sucking. I read the book. I think I understand them, a little better. Tying me up is just going to make me angry again.”“But you’re ready, Mommy.” He looked up, plain faced.“For what?” I worried.“To begin your training. Now that you’re my cum slut, Mommy. I have to start on raping you for real.”I opened my mouth to object, vehemently, but nothing issued.He looked at my reddedned wrists. Flakes of skin peeled from beneath cords.“Do those hurt?”“YES!” I cried. Still trying to collect my argument.“Good.”.