Brandon looked a little nervous when I turned on the light and the dominatrix poster at the head of my bed stared back at him. I gave him a couple min...tes alone while I went to find clean towels."Bathroom's in there," I told him, "You can shower first if you want. Or in the mornin' if you rather." Alex." His voice was just above a whisper. "Are these things for me?" He was looking at my collar and cuffs on the dresser.I picked them up and again admired the handwork; "These were made by hand for. She stood in front of me, towel in one hand, and beer in the other. Ashley’s body was flowing out of her underwear. Her breast stood firm and proud, and her thongs disappeared into a tiny ‘V’ between her legs. Her outfit was screaming, ‘Fuck me’, and my cock was listening. ‘See something you like Jack?’ Ashley cooed. ‘Sorry Ashley,’ I blushed. ‘It’s not everyday that I see a total stranger in her underwear. Especially with a body like yours.’ ‘It’s alright Jack,’ she laughed. ‘If you didn’t. I knew I was smart enough to hold my own against most. I wouldn’t have been afraid to tackle an expert on his own field if I was given enough lead time. I gloried in it. It was the one place I felt respected.I grew up without a father in a time when that mattered. You were treated as if you were socially inferior if you didn’t have two parents. Some parents literally wouldn’t let you be around their children or god forbid talk to their daughters. This wasn’t guesswork some of these people would. Her vagina was wet from a slimy fluid. As she relaxed, it still was oozing onto the towels.“That wasn’t pee. That was your first sexual orgasm. You ‘squirted’ fluid, equivalent to a man’s ejaculation. You released your sexual tension for the first time! Congratulations!” I proudly told her as I was wiping her vagina.“Girl, how did that feel? How did that ‘explosion’ feel?” Maria asked.“It was strangely satisfying. It was like nothing else,” Ashley replied.“Careful, these are addictive,” Maria.