Rather than abuse it, use it up and destroy it He knows how to build on it, push it, stretch it and polish it until it is exactly to his liking. If He...wishes to treat me like a slave He will and I often fantasize about a time when I will be able to live as his 24/7 slave for days at a time. If He wishes to abuse my body He will and I love to endure the pain that turns him on and to see and feel the marks he leaves me. I know that He will never abuse the gift of my submission. I don't have a. I'd never had a virgin before, male or female, and I suddenly realized that this was the first time for both of us. It only excited me more to know that he was losing his virginity with every push. I gave him a moment to adjust and shoved myself half way in, marveling at how he squeezed my cock."Oh, wow! This is it," he whispered. "You're showing me what its like to be a completely helpless sex object." I leaned forward as he spoke, placing on fist on the bed on either side of his youthful. The mansion itself is spectacular. The lights accent the grounds perfectly, giving it a feeling of a warm glow. The mansion is a beautiful brick foundation complex, and it’s huge. You park and make your way along the long brick walkway. There is a doorman waiting outside dressed in Victorian style carriage attire. You look at his overcoat and top hat and smile. “Good evening Miss. May I help you?” he asks. “Um, I’m supposed to ask for Jack?” you reply, a little unsure now. “Oh, excellent. I. ‘After you earn your keep you old trickster. Tell us a tale to gladden our faces and warm our frostbitten hearts.’ He bellowed back in return, followed by the murmur of much agreement by my fellow trapped passengers. I had been on my way home from the Christmas Court of the King to my retirement lands granted to me near the coast of Cornwall, and I had made it most of the way home before this sudden winter storm had made any further travel impossible and my carriage mates and myself were now.