He is little dark and we talked some time and then he asked me that whether I’m serious or not without even thinking I told him that am serious abou... this and he then told me that and I have to be his sissy slave for the period he decides and not to cut my hair without his permission.I agreed everything he told me to come to his house on Sunday and I left my house telling my parents that I’m going to hostel on the busstand he was waiting for me in his car and he told me to enter into his car. Round rooms, square ones, lazy benches, nice windows from which a beautiful view of the frozen forest, a place to put your drink, because most people there bring a drink in the form of a couple of beers or water or lemonade. It is very necessary that you 'water yourself' to stay hydrated.So when I came back home I build myself a sauna, a nice round one with a wood burning stove, two levels of benches in a three quarter circle with some space in the middle in front of the oven.I just had. “See how tiny your dick is compared to this real cock? Why should I ever let it out or touch my pussy? Suck my cock and prepare it for my pussy.” As the slave begins to suck the cock, “Stick it all the way down your throat. Show me you know how to service this cock. You want this cock nice and lube to penetrate the Mistress.” Lie back and bend your legs. “Penetrate my pussy with that big real cock.” As the slave is sliding the cock into your pussy, “Do you like watching a cock penetrate my. I threw on a pair of trunks and a ratty T-shirt and headed for the beach, with the vague thought of swimming until dark. But as I was crossing the wooden bridge that protected the dunes, I saw her strikingly sexy profile. She was straight ahead of me and strolling in the direction of a distant fishing pier. I didn't make a conscious decision to follow her. But as I approached the lapping waves I made a right turn on the flat, wet sand and matched her languid pace. This was some girl. She was.