At break Terrence was complaining."If I had a body like yours, I could do it," he said."I call bullshit," I said."I'm all skin and bones. I would neve... be able to model," he grumbled."If I showed you how you could become an actor, a model, or anything you wanted; would you quit complaining, and do what it takes?"He seemed doubtful."Terrance, I'm not messing around. I may only be sixteen; but I'll bet I have made more this month, without even working, than all of you combined. I'm not telling. So when my spanking was finally finished and I stood up, I was sticking out.“It looks like Clyde enjoyed me spanking him.” Susan said to my wife.“When he reacts that way, I usually milk him. Since you just spanked him, do you want to do the honors?” My wife asked Susan.“I would be delighted to.”“Clyde, stand with your legs apart and your hands on your head while Susan milks you.” My wife said.Kathy responded with, “I will get some paper towels.”Then I had to stand still while this young woman. They’re not particularly sensitive. When he pinched them I hardly felt it. I pretended to flinch.He frenched me and felt my tits a while longer before relaxing completely, closing his eyes and resting his arms around my narrow waist. His cock stood thick and sturdy in my cunt. We fell asleep.I dreamed of being tied to a whipping post. A black slaver cracked his tool next to my ear. Blood filled my pussy and leaked out into the dirt beneath me. It roused me. “Huh?” I mumbled. Warm fluid spilled. Suddenly she began to sob, tears running down her cheeks. But she did not move from the position He had placed her in.“Not bad, little sub. You have great potential.”This praise warmed her belly and the sensation moved down to her pussy. He had praised her! Now she would strive to always please him.Then she felt a tug on her leash as he led her into the middle of the room.“Kneel and then get on all fours. Do not move or look around”She obeyed him, wondering what was next. She heard him walk.