....''feeling in his complete control after only 2 ''fun times''''lets go to my place then''i wasnt sure after we got to his place and he undress me''...tf you are in boxer?''throswn naked on the floor and ass slap so hard i crawl foward lookig back at him unbucling''you sissy boy dont deserve to be a boy , you belong in panty all all fucking time craving cock up in there''he watch me try to get up afraid his belt in his hand and i was left to stand up pn;y for him to thrown me again on the floor. Nor were we of a mind to decline. We haddeeded her to him for these three months. I opened the crate. Curious. It contained an envelope – instructionsof a sort, a single black corset and a leather hood. There was a small paddedbench with an eight inch cock protruding upwards from it and a small funnellike objected behind. There were a series of straps and locks from the bottomto the top with grooves and a variety of small boards. The top of the cratehad sufficient holes for ventilation and a. What ever it was, she was content to let him do what He wanted. Her breasts were beginning to swell some as the blood sought an outlet. Her nipples were hard little points of sensation. Sensing this, he reached down and took her right nipple in his mouth and began to suck. While he was sucking the right nipple, his hand was pinching the left. This created an odd mixture of pain and pleasure in genie. But then he stopped! He stepped away from her and went back to the drawer for some. All were dressed down to their bare essentials the women in revealing bikinis and the men in speedos. They communicated to each other in their native tongue never bothering the two people who hired them. The boat was christened 'Camille'."Hello, darling," Camille said softy as she lay in a chaste lounge right next to him. She wore a silk green bikini with the bra barely covering her nipples which protruded in the sheer material. Her bottom only hid her sex but the silk already was drawn in to.