” She was flushed deep red from her breasts to her chin, with her tan skin and blond hair she looked stunning. ”Now it’s your turn.” I turned ...nd lay on the bed, parting my legs and offering her my molten core. I raised my bottom and slipped off the thong. Christine smiled and opened her bedside drawer, revealing a heavy metal butt plug. “I want that cute little bum of yours. May I?” By way of agreement I rolled over and knelt. Christine moved forward and her long fingers opened my sopping. Ever since in high school when he had been assistant manager of an all Black wrestling team and been first dominated he had relied on the emotionalsatisfaction of obeying any Black male. "All right," he said to himself, "this is ridiculous." He wonderedhimself how far he would go in this obedience. Testing himself, hepeeled off the underwear, and tentatively grasped his thick penis, andquickly became rigid and erect. Sighing, he looked at himself in themirror, and stroked lightly, feeling. I had downed a glass and was pouring a second when Tanya came into the kitchen and asked, her face still flushed, "What are you doing home?" Shitty day," I shrugged, as I tried to recall her large breasts now hidden behind a baggy sweatshirt. I wondered if she was wearing a bra."You home for dinner?" She asked."I think so," I nodded, before asking, "Are you okay?" I'm fine," she answered, not asking why I asked such a question."You look really flushed," I said, enjoying trying to make her. Sylvie wasn't long and soon returned with a tray bearing the cups, saucers and the tea pot."You're going to love this little dress." She told Marion."If your emphasis is on little, then I won't wear it." They both laughed and Sylvie shook her head."No not in that sense, although I have got some that are so little you will be showing an awful lot of flesh. No it's a little black dress, but really nice. Now what about your legs? Stockings or nude?" I thought tights." Marion indicated the ones she.