It was sweet torment to move init. Every sensitive part of my body was provocatively being teased -the lace and satin about my teapot, the sheer somew...at stiff materialbrushing against my hard, exposed nipples, the tug of my garters, thesatin prison of my lingerie! It really was almost too much for such acomplete swishy nancyboy.I did my best of the runway strut, the constant clicking and flash ofthe camera making it even more exciting. Then, Sir John interrupted, "Ithink that will suffice. The. "No," she said at last, "I don't think you're quite ready for a dressyet. But here on this side of the island, at this resort, we can fit youwith something much more appropriate.... Just wait!"*A few days later."Step faster, Sweetie!" Carla snapped the whip commandingly. "It's along way back to the lodge, and I don't want to miss Dinner!"I tugged at the bonds that secured me to the light pony-cart, and movedfaster, feeling the leather straps that were my only clothing tighten onmy smooth,. I have found that I can edge myself up to, but not over, the point of orgasm, causing a mini ejaculation with no loss in the drive to eat it. I can do this 2-3 times in one session, usually cumming some on my lady's boobs and licking it off, cumming some more on her pussy and licking that off, then saving the final ejactulation and full orgasm for inside her pussy, where my spurts cause her to have another orgasm of her own.And yes, ejaculation for me has always been a little like the half-life. My cunt clenched, drinking in the delight.“Mistress gave me a cock!” I moaned, my lusts surging through me. “This is awesome!”“I did,” Ava said, her hand letting go of my cock. I stared at her, her skirt still bunched over her waist, Greta kneeling behind her. She had licked Ava’s asshole.Lubed Ava’s asshole.“You have to feel what you gave me!” I gasped, my excitement compelling me to spring.The princess gasped as I pressed her down over the workbench. The dildo arched before me. I had to use.