This afternoon, I visited him at 2.00pm and stayed for 3+ hours. We always start by talking and getting me relaxed which is very re-assuring since I a...rive in an apprehensive state. I am normally heterosexual and quite assertive but the need to submit in a gay relationship is very strong and comes over me every month or so (perhaps, although I am all male, I am linked to some female lunar calendar of desire?! But I hear from many in D/s that this is not uncommon)Master strips me, exploring my. She started moaning.. and making smooth sounds… I am completely squeezing her. It went on for around 20 minutes. Then I went down and removed her petticoat. She is in blue colour panty. Now she is almost nude in front of me. I tried to remove the panty also but, she didn’t let me remove it. I then came on top of her and started kissing her and playing with her boobs. I then slowly kept my hand on her panty and started rubbing it from the top… she is making some sounds….I then inserted my. She was his property. All day long she felt the butt plug in her body. It was training her ass so that she could get fucked by her Daddy’s big Black cock! Thinking about that made her feel so horny.She started debating with herself all day. Why shouldn’t she meet with her Daddy for real and suck on his big Black cock and swallow his wonderful cum? Why shouldn’t she let him fuck her. After all, it was only sex. Empowered girls like her should be able to fuck just like guys! Sure he was a pimp. An eager on-looker growls, his voice thick with desire. Neesha curls her toes and turns on her heels, brushing past Elijah and giving their intimate audience a good view of her tight, perky derriere. Her breasts sway as she walks, her coffee skin luxuriant in the light. Coming to stand behind their prop she bends, thrusting out her hips behind her, curling her forearms around the chairs curved back. Obscured slightly by smooth lines of furniture design, her breasts undulate. Thick eyelashes.