My motivation for writing was a relationship that is now over.It was the most deeply beautiful, intimate, wonderful and uniquely specialrelationship I...have ever hoped to have. I am incomplete.StoryIt was still dark when I stepped into her car. It smelled of her perfumeand leather. I put my bag on the backseat and we were off, driving to aweekend conference. We had a long journey ahead of us.We drove as the sun rose, talking, happy."Look in the glove box," she said suddenly.I looked in and found. Bob got up and left, after 15 minutes he came back in. Josh was out cold.He kissed the boys face, licked his eyes nose and mouth and worked down to his neck.He pulled down Josh's shorts, the boy was wearing briefs, he could makeup a small bulge.Slowly he placed his fingers in the waistband of Josh's briefs and slowly peeled them down."Oh," Bob said, looking at the boy's cock. It was cut, soft and lay to one side, he had large balls for a 17 year old.Bob's mouth made contact and slowly sucked on. Maybe they just wanted to express their feelings, writing letters instead of keeping a diary."That sonofabitch!" Al shouted at no one, as he went back to his bottle of scotch. He had a good goddamned notion to rape Jensen's own daughter in vengeance. Until he realized the danger in that. It was one thing to bind and screw a neighbor's willing wife. But it was another to rape his daughter.He heard his front door open and realized it was his daughter coming home from school. She came into the. It just kind of happened. We had messaged each other a fair bit and master became flirty. I resisted as I am married but I have an appitite for sex that couldnt hold back for long and pretty soon we were having many sexy chats. Just something about my master makes me feel more secure and safe than I have ever felt before. We both found ourselves sharing so much and a trust developed, a deep trust and even a love.Anyway cut to the chase cinders!!!!Our first night we met as Master and.