I always dressed professionally but I must admit I could never hide my figure. I started fantasizing about Andre, could he be as big as those men in t...e magazine? Were the things I read about their stamina true. I was obsessed and my mind drifted to thoughts I could no longer control. I started dressing a little more provocatively, shorter tighter skirts, heels, a little more cleavage. Everyday Andre would come around or I would see him in the hallways by the canteen and eventually he struck up. A lack of concern for my pleasure and satisfaction gives more options to those who use me.48. The lack of any expectations about my pleasure ensures that a Master does not feel judged, compared or rejected sexually.49. My own pleasure is irrelevant to how much pleasure and satisfaction I can give to others.50. Physical arousal caused by continuous unrelenting denial enables me to pleasure more people, making me much more useful as a sissy.51. My orgasms do not benefit anyone else and are. But if you’re up for it, I can call him,” he said with a gleam in his eye. I must admit, the thought did appeal to me. I resumed kissing Steve and whispered.“We’ll see.” Little did I know but I would see later on. I moved up and straddled him as I quickly slipped a condom onto his raging hard on. Then I reached behind me to position him and lowered myself onto his dick. I only let the head penetrate me at first and I hovered there savoring the sensation. Steve took hold of my hips and. .. me tumbé sin mediar palabra, todavía estupefacto por la surrealista situación. En ese momento sólo pensaba en poner las manos sobre aquel cuerpo y en que, en cualquier momento, esa lunática podía sacar un látigo o algo peor. La verdad es que le había cogido un poco de respeto.Me sacó los pantalones como quien abre la bolsa de la compra, sin ningún reparo ni delicadeza, y me hizo un gesto con la barbilla para que hiciera mi parte con la camiseta. Me tenía allí estirado y desnudo, callado y.