His heart gave a small leap as he noticed a small boat sailing back in the direction of the penal colony, as he looked down the length of a cove to th... ocean; he immediately recognised it as the boat he'd seen the woman depart from, who later liaised with Harriett Hawking. His mind was soon diverted elsewhere as they neared the huge entrance gates; the immediate silence was broken by a dull thump, followed by the raucous cheers and applause of female voices. The Brunette smiled."That will be. I never would let a dude do shit to me because mind you, I had just started dressing like this, and I didn't know how to play the part just yet you know. Until one day, I was docking out with a good friend of mine at his house for a while, and this older white man sent me a message. At first I was like, "I don't know about that, let me think on it", then he told me there was no rush, "just message me back when you come up with your decision, and I'm gonna pay you if you let me do it". At that. Was there anything more arousing than a natural-born submissive awaiting her commands? “Now, take off your shoes,” I said to her, standing up and walking across to where she stood. I stopped in front of her as she bent down awkwardly, removing first one heel and then the other. She placed them neatly next to the mat. I nodded in approval. The sight of her black, stockinged feet, dead-centre on my rug was an arresting one. Soft meets soft. I imagined how tender and girlish it would feel to touch. Without waiting for him to say anything, the stranger quickly moves to his side and says “Would winning this match be worth giving up the rest of your sex life?”Definitely” the golfer replies, and, sure enough, he makes the eagle and wins the match!As the golfer is walking to the club house, the stranger walks along beside him and says “I haven’t really been fair with you because you don’t know who I am. I’m Satan, and from this day forward you really will have no sex life at all”.“Nice to meet.