His smooth gloves felt both strange and exciting. He squeezed her breasts and checked her wrists to make sure her bindings weren't too tight. She felt...surprisingly comfortable. "You are so beautiful, Sonni. I think your husband is a lucky man." "I think I'm a lucky woman, Charlie." She heard only the strange mechanical chuckle. He removed a nipple clamp. Then she felt it, a warm wet alive thing against her nipple as the blood flowed back into it. The mystery man sucked and gently chewed on her.. Mistress retired to bed, I did as I was told and took residency at her bare feet. They dangled just over the end of the bed inches from my face, my mouth, my tongue. I knew I could not ever grace her bare soles with my mouth without her permission, I had to prove I was the perfect slave. Naked, with my pulsing cock engorged in my cage, I gently massaged scented cream into her soles and toes. Foot Mistress fell asleep not long after I had begun but I continued on for two hours, enjoying the. I tried to put my fingers inside her bra but it was too constrictive. I often had my hand on her knee or thigh as she played with me, and one day I eased my hand under her dress, but she gripped my wrist and shook her head.At the end of the final term, I was moving out of the College to a house with some of my college roommates. I had kept my word and never mentioned my adventures with any of them, even though like all young men we spent a long time talking about sexual matters, most of it just. ” As he walked towards me, I backed up. I kept backing up until I was against the wall. Coach Krisby grabbed me by my shoulders and turned me around. He pinned me up against the wall while he yanked my shorts and boxers down. “Now you be a good faggot.” I felt him struggling to pull his pants down. He let me go so he could pull them down with ease and I tried to run. He grabbed me. “Where you going, boy? You know you want it!” He forced me on my knees, yanked my head back, and said, “If you.