She did not hesitate and straight away took her shoes off followed by her skirt and then her top and she got down on to her knees in front of him. He ...alked round her looking up and down her body and just as he moved behind her she felt a sharp sticking pain across her ass as he whipped her with a riding crop. He told her that every time she does not do as she is told that she would be punished this way. He then walked over to a table that was in the corner of the room and pulled a chair out. Smith.”I sat there like a lump on a log just looking at her. This was too much to ask.She said, “Okay Mr. Smith, that okay. Now please turn to Victor and about your experiences having your ass fucked with big black cocks.”Again this was too shameful. What was she trying to prove? That I’m a faggot? I looked at Vic and saw him looking back at me with an analytical expression. Then in silence I looked back to her and started to get up.She said, “Oh Mr. Smith I didn’t mean to offend you. Those. Over the next few weeks, he would get home from his team workouts around eight. He would join me for dinner and get up early in the morning for another long day. After the first week, our friendship had turned into a strong bond if it wasn't for him having to be up early, we could have stayed up for hours talking and sharing stories. It was a type of bond I had not experienced in years with anyone. I found myself watching the clock waiting for him to get home just to see him. I craved his. His boots came off in my hand and I threw them out of the door and turned back to grab his feet a second time.It’s strange how, now, I can still sense how sweaty and sticky his feet were. I tugged and dragged and managed to heave the mountain of a man outside into the yard.By now, ma was settling down and just sobbing, and Eliza cradled ma’s head in her arms and rocked her soothingly. I turned from them, embarrassed at Eliza’s nakedness, and started to panic, rlosing the clear, purposeful head.