He's the one that asked you to join! What kind of a miserable prick are you, Bill?" demanded Sue."Sue! That's no way to talk! You're the one that deci...ed this, not me. You started things in motion and they have to go to their natural conclusion," I responded gently. "You're the one that told Jerry that you wanted to have a lover and he had to accept it, or get out. He's as big as a house, but he'd walk into hell for you. That's why he didn't toss your ass out immediately. That sealed his fate.. I think, honestly I don’t know, I just have this thing with Noah, I know his been a dancer since he was little which would mean he would’ve had a great body and his just so natural and awfully cute with his hair style (shaved short around with thick hair on top), anyway let’s get to the story.“Jack! What are you doing?! Get back the ball” I heard someone yell, I whipped back to my senses yelling at myself for getting distracted again, I couldn’t help it though, he was there in the stands, Noah. Often, she’d have to watch Clint’s other sisters and women pleasuring him while she had to stand in the corner denying herself.“Thank you, Master,” she moaned. “Mmm, and you have a customer, Mistress Zoey. She asked for you by name.”“Oh?” I asked.“Yes, a woman and her daughter.” Lee grinned. “The daughter’s cute. Like fourteen and adorable. Mother wants you to give the girl a massage. Show her daughter the delights only a female masseuse can deliver.” Lee arched her eyebrows. “You made an. That hurt, but Sue said ‘More.’ He hit harder still, the leather whip cracked against her naked arse causing he to yelp in pain. ‘Are you OK?’ he asked. ‘Ten more just like that, don’t stop until you have whipped my arse ten times regardless of any noises you hear from me,’ she ordered. Bill now knew how hard to hit her, and commenced with enthusiasm. As the whip smacked into her arse, it left a red stripe on her white skin. He tried to vary the impact points, to spread the marks evenly across.