"No, Mistress," I winced as she produced a crop."If you had a choice of a good whipping on your ass or a shock to your balls what would you choose?" T...e crop mistress." In that case, I'll zap your balls!" She laughed as she merrily pointed her control and pushed the button. I cried out as I felt as if my balls expanded and glowed through the shock! As the pain ebbed away I took in some deep breaths."What do you say?" Asked the Mistress but the question was lost as my concentration was taken up. .. more particularly to our early days together... our early days of extreme naughty exploration and mutual sexual self discovery...back in the dream I was still taking my time with her... but slowly and gently pace was becoming more assertive and relentless... although I wanted the moment to last forever... while giving her the slowest and most gradual build up possible, my own sexual urge was becoming difficult to tame...as i sensed her morphing urges through her louder moans and more. His head was shaved and there were signs that the razor had slipped several times. His eyes had the glazed look of one who is under the influence of a mood changing and possibly illegal substance. In happier times, Veronica would have considered this person an obvious nut case. She would have silently rued the way the capital city seemed to be more full by the day with such irritating eccentrics. Tonight, though, it was she who was standing out from the crowd - and how!Something of the same. She was taking such good care of him that I leased her a 3 Series BMW through work last year, so she would have reliable transportation to and from her classes and to cart David around in. Her parents objected to it at first, but I sat down and explained that I my priority was my son's safety and well-being and that Lindsay was putting hundreds of miles a month on her car taking care of him. It was cheaper for me to lease her a car than to reimburse her for the mileage. Besides, I thought to.