She started saying that she would stay with us whenever she comes to visit her boyfriend. I was happy when I heard this. I started texting her often. ...he told me she was in a plan to tell about her love life to her parents. They were looking for an alliance seriously.She was fed up with the guys they suggested to her. She was so gorgeous and her parents did not consider her expectations. She was complaining about her parents and we got closer. I wanted to ask her about how she felt when I. . Master. It was at that moment I came toaccept having a Master. He sat down with a couple of them at a couch inthe corner. With my hands cuffed behind me and the handle to my leashwrapped around his wrist, I was pulled down to kneel before him on mystockinged knees"Where did you get this little Nancy-boy queer?" one asked."I found it dressed like this, sitting around in a bar in Decatur Streethe said."It"???I was a thing. An object!I was then led over to a little cage built under a high drink. As I stand there, captivated by his moves, my gaze slowly moves from his arms to his shoulders, down to his torso and rest on his hips. His jeans hangs deliciously on his hips. It makes me want to rest my hands and slowly pull it off him.“Is the taste alright?” I snap out of my fantasy and see Gavin’s finger covered in Bolognese sauce. “Come on, try it. It’s gonna drip.”I move toward him and consume his finger, licking and sucking the sauce off. Salty and sweet.“It’s good.” I speak softly.. I knew that she was doing it to please me and would never ordinarily even think of letting a man screw her. Nonetheless, I was sure I was doing the right thing. Once I'd gotten her past her reluctance and had overcome her fears, I knew that she'd get to love real cock as much as I did. Perhaps then, she could spread her wings and her legs a little, and find pleasure and comfort with others apart from me. It was a bit of a long shot; I realised that, because she'd shown no interest in other.