"You could call it that. Why are you nervous?" he asks, leaning his back against the counter as he dries his dishes, looking into her wide brown eyes...."I always am…with people I've just met," she murmurs. And who I find really damn sexy, she adds in her mind, stirring the pot now filled with boiling water. Drying the last of his dishes, he puts a plate down and turns to face her - vaguely smelling a sweet smell from her skin, which makes his mouth water. "I don't want you to be nervous around. But to her dismay, the candle from her ass fell. I told her to pick up the candle and crawl towards me.I humiliated her by saying, “If you can’t keep this tiny candle in your ass, how would you be able to handle a cock in your ass? You have to be punished for this.” Listening to those words, tears started in her eyes. I then gave her a choice – either 30 strokes from the wooden scale or 10 strokes from the steel one.She chooses the steel one. I told her to stand straight with her hands above. His gorgeous body, moving like a cat, swayed to the music, dancing around my girlfriend. All eyes watched him circling Helena; stopping in front of her, all black except the tiny white nylon g-string, struggling to cover his massive dick.He inched forward until his cock was right in front of Helena’s mouth. The crowd came to life, yelling him to keep going. Helena’s mouth opened without hesitation; watching as his cock hardened and stretched the sheer nylon, trying to reach her red lips. His. We went out for breakfast. We went for walks on this beautiful campus. It was immaculately maintained. The grass was cut short enough to be a putting green. There wasn’t a speck of litter. The garbage cans were all emptied daily. The sidewalks were edged. The bushes were trimmed. All this because there were National Service conscripts taking care of the lawns and grounds. They were preparing for careers doing the same jobs they did when they were twelve to earn enough money to buy rollerblades.