By now my tits are in real pain, the ropes binding them are digging into my skin.But I can’t do anything to help the situation. Since they are tied ...nd pulled around my ankles every move just digs them into my flesh more.The client returns with a large knife. Oh shit, this is going real bad in a hurry. He can see the fear in my eyes. “Don’t worry cunt slut, I’m not going to cut you,” he says as he swipes at the rope pulling my ankles and wrists together.My legs slam to the table in a thump. My. He had pushed me over the edge and I loved it. His cock penetrating deep in my boy pussy, his tongue penetrating my mouth and his overpowering dominance penetrating my mind. I was his boy. I knew this in every cell of my being. I was searching for this my whole life... seeking out a dominant older man who had all the qualities he had - and he had them in abundance.SEALING THE DEALMy heart was racing so hard... my blood pumping around my body... I was dizzy and in a state of shock and. ?For God’s sake, please don’t talk to daddy. Please Mr. Fortune, I am willing to do anything, just please don’t tell my daddy about this!!? Mr. Fortune held the phone in his hand as he once more starred into Trisha’s pretty blue eyes in silence. With sobbing tears, Trisha pleaded one last time, ?I beg you Mr. Fortune, pleeeeaaassse hang up the phone. I will do whatever it takes to make things right!!? Mr. Fortune slowly got up from his chair and told Mr. Johnson’s secretary on the. They armed them with the German rifles and ammunition and Stanley took over as commander of the unit. His troop was issued with six of the German Maxim machine guns. Bert moved his one hundred and ninety men to the crater where they set up a tent camp at the bottom of it. David sent out twenty-man patrols comprising of ten Australians and ten Gurkhas with a Gurkha NCO in command. Sometimes larger patrols of over fifty men went out for a number of days with Bert in attendance, but with either.