She got off the futon where she had been waiting to get up as I finished dressing from our waking up this morning, and came to the dresser we shared. ...he opened her drawer and rummaged around for a second."You want something tight and skimpy?" she grinned. How did she know?"That looks nice," I replied quietly. Tina took the panties - we both were small, with twenty-eight-inch hips, if that - and opened them up. She bent down, her head brushing past my now-stirring penis, and held them open in. Without warning he raised his hand and slapped her hard across her face it stung like hell, “do you want to see my cock”? Her eyes were watering, she received a second slap harder than the first. She looked down at the bulge she quietly said “yes”. “I didn’t hear you Joyce, say it loud enough so I can hear you”. She leaned back, “yes I’d like to see your cock”. Calvin smiled at her” ok but since you needed to be punished first you will take it out and kiss it lovingly do you understand”? She. He was now giving me the option to postpone any punishment until the next day. I on the other hand had begun to think things through and was ready to get back to our normal ways."I am fine Charlie, more than fine in fact. You have really helped me this morning and evening. I think I am going to be more accepting of what I am as a result and I will be more open about what I am in the future. I am not going to hide it from people I know and trust. So let us carry on as we planned. When we have. Honest! I’ll never tell. I’ll be your best slave ever. Oh, Lordy! Please don’t cut my balls off.” “You’ll never tell?” “I promise, Massah’, never tell. Oh, please, put that knife away. Oh, lordy!” I reinserted the knife in its sheath. “Thank you, Massah’. Oh, thank you!” Atwood sobbed loudly. “You’ll never, never tell?” “No Suh. Never. Never!” I again became sexually aroused. I wanted.