" That's fucking sick," I said. "You guys picked some poor exchange student to secretly humiliate." Not always," he smirked. "This year we got you. An... I'm starting to get bored with you already. I have no idea how it's possible but you fuck better passed out drunk than you do when you're awake." He started slamming his dick into me so hard that it hurt, while I just lay there with tears running down my cheeks."God damn it," he hissed. "Stop that fucking whining and move. Say something for. Back to the present as my Master is stilling in his chair, his bulge already showing and his hands holding a paddle. We both know it’s coming but he always makes me wait. I feel it’s all part of his plan. After I think the longest ten minutes of my life my Master tells me to stand. I do straight away with my hands behind my back and boobs pushed out. He stands by one of the dining room chairs and demands I come over. I stand by it and he orders me to lean over it. I do of course but as I do I. And she wanted to share that gift with Allison. She wanted to be the reason why Allison climaxed.Bethany pulled away from the prop of Dustin and his beautiful, hard cock. The tightrope between her and Allison had landed on the net and Bethany knew it had never mattered. Being branded as "straight" had no greater value than being called "gay" or "bisexual" or anything else. There was sex. Sex equaled joy and nothing else matter. Labels weren't descriptions; they were chains that held people back. Then I started the hormones and the double whammy of Aunt Carol and Mompassing away in the same summer. I quit. This time it was not me beingscared of nothing, the threat of cancer was more than just a concern, itwould have been guaranteed if I kept up with the hormones. I told myendocrinologist why I made the decision and she agreed it was the bestcourse of action." Kira, you just don't understand. I will never get to breastfeed mychild." I will neither and also I will never get to give birth..