It might also be the fear. Fearing his strong powerful cock. I whisper to him "Take me". I can feel his breath on my ear. Then it's his tongue. Then i...'s on my neck. He is licking my neck as he pushes his cock into my hole. It is stretching my hole, but doesn't really hurt. He took his time preparing and fingering my ass that it just slides in. I can feel his warm cock sliding in.. inch by inch. I can almost feel the outline of his cock sliding through my fuck tunnel. I'm on my knees and he is. He now reached over and took a small leather paddle off the table and making sure I was facing him fully, now began to slap at my tits with the paddle. It stung me at first, bit again I settled in and absorbed the pain with pleasure. He stopped and grabbing my hair again, "You love the pain don't you wife?" he asked me "Yes my husband" I said "Your fuckin' whore wife loves the pain you give to me" i added. He then pulled me forward again, "Suck my cock bitch" he ordered and back into my mouth. Caroline switched the hairdryer off andsprayed Lucy's hair with hair spray. "Something else old fashioned" shesaid "But it still works" Standing back she said "Well, what do you thinklittle girl?" Lucy could hardly speak. She peered into the mirror and sawa very attractive young girl looking back at her. "Even if I say itmyself that's good" said Caroline proudly "You really look the part, Itold you were too pretty to be a boy!" "Better get dressed now" Lucystood up without thinking and suddenly. ”“Is she?”“Yes.”“In... in what way?”“Well let me give you an example,” he told her. “You have boyfriends don’t you?”“Y... yes.”His hands suddenly reached round and clasped her breasts. “What are these in my hands?”She laughed nervously. “My breasts.”“You see that’s where the problem lies,” he told her. “They should be his breasts. His to touch; his to look at and his to use whenever and wherever he wants to use them. They are also his to use however he wants to; even to share them if he so.