Once in the living room he started lightly running his fingers over my nipples. My cock quickly got hard again after it had softened while at dinner. ...t started leaking pre-cum. Soon he started slowly stroking it. I was starting to get turned on. He continued rubbing my nipples with one hand and stroking my cock with the other. It didn’t take me long to erupt. What kind of a mess I made I don’t know, not being able to see. I didn’t feel any of my cum on me.After my cock softened down, I felt. I want to see you get on the stage and beat this bitch. I want to see her kicking and screaming over your knee as you give her the spanking she so clearly needs. You do that, and tonight I'm going to do whatever you want. Whatever, do you understand?" You can think of a whole load of dirty things to do with Kay. Its a convincing argument."If you lose though, if you let that bitch spank you over her knee - worse, if you end up begging her not to paddle you, then you get jack shit."Edmond is up. Upon entering, the scent the dim light, inviting escape to relax, feel, feel with all the senses, smell, sight, hearing, felt background music, soft and pleasant touch and wise as serious and you thought that was very thorough but something was missing, taste, your astonishment invaded you when you did not give credit to what you saw, two glasses of champagne, you could not stop smiling, took the glasses and toasted drank a little as the water ran, we were ready, accompany you to the shower and. The lights are dim and the floorboards are creaky. The aisles are stocked with frilly old lace things, heavily-used suits from decades forgotten, and masks. You're fucked. You look around for a mask, since a petticoat-corset-tophat-monocle combo isn't gonna work with your jeans.You see the cashier eyeing you eyeing all the junk hanging up in The Closet. You see your unadorned, regular self in the dozens of tarnished old mirrors behind her. She leans over the counter hard, squinting at you.You.