As she showered off the residue of the previous night, Kelly’s thoughts drifted back to Alex. There was something different about him, something she...really liked. Though most of the men she saw were nice enough, the fact that she was a prostitute always lurked just under the surface. Last night though, Kelly experienced a man who gave himself to her completely. It almost made her feel bad for taking his money. ‘Hell, for the way he made me come, I should have paid him!’ Kelly laughed as the. "I'll take care of this okay, just feel better". She knew where Danny and Marty would be.Sabrina walked into the pizzeria where Danny and Marty were hanging out and yelled "Hey you two faggots", they turned around and Sabrina delivered two soul crushing kicks, one each to their balls, Danny fell immediately to his knees clutching his balls for dear life and vomited on the floor. Marty lay on the floor holding in injured balls in his hands, he cursed between his teeth "You fucking dyke whore, Im. "Why did you mention that about the modelling? I didn't know where to look?" The Beekeeper laughs, 'Well, we have talked about it." I tell him off - "That's between you and me, it's private! One day I might be ready but not yet and not life modelling!" The Beekeeper sighs, "I know, I know... sometime never. That's okay, I was only pulling your leg." We don't talk the rest of the way home.It was a couple of weeks later. I'm at work, it's my half-day. Just before lunch, I get a call from Lee. He. The effect was an instant erection that would clearly last for hours. He felt that he no longer had his own will. He just reacted to his suroundings fearful of his Mistress. The meaning of his life was to constatly struggle to please his stern and frightening Mistress. This was becoming increasingly more difficult with every passing day, as his limitations for holding his breath were always tested and often surpassed. For example, Alan could now go well over two minutes without a breath..