I was so helplessly hooked by his spell and his controlling effect on me - yet I loved it. The magic of being a cared for personal submissive to him i... exchange for my pleasure giving services seemed like the perfect arrangement for me. Every Monday morning in college class I would feel his genetic fluids trying to leak out of my bottom and the welts on my bum from a lesson inspired caning would make sitting in class uncomfortable but also quite stimulating! I was naughty but very proud and. It was very intense, I could feel it in my own body. My cock was pulsating, and I was close to cumming myself. But I could no more allow that to happen than I could have allowed you to cum earlier. I had other things in mind. Besides, I was enjoying keeping you in the sweet boundary between pleasure and pain that intense, prolonged arousal brings with it.Your body relaxed, the redness disappeared. Your look implored me to stop touching your clit. But I was having none of that. You wanted more. I was officially the one person I despised. I was a hooker. A prostitute...a slut. I'd allowed a woman to fuck me and suck me. I'd sucked and fucked an overweight pervert and now I felt sick to my stomach. The car door opened and I looked up to see Desire' looking down at me. I turned away from her and put my head on my hands. She handed me a pack of gum which I ripped open to put it all in my mouth at once."Come on," she said "you need a drink."I shook my head. "I need a shower." "You can't. Bob saw but didn't speak to Stacy and Lou at a basketball game, some years later. Her cute little figure was gone. She had put on at least 40 pounds.After about six years of so-called wedded bliss, Stacy and Lou got divorced. Lou has a problem with alcohol and hasn't amounted to much. Some of Bob's acquaintances have told Bob that Stacy after the divorce moved to a small town and became a third grade teacher. She also was said to have put more weight on. Bob thought that bulking up was a.