Suddenly his thoughts filled her head as the creature began transmitting them with perverse delight"Oh, ugh fuck soo tight oh the little hot slut uugg...hh, oh god fuck her faster, faster make me come, fuck it ahhh, oohh. She's pinned real good oohh yeah take it you little bitch yeahhh argghhh!" Other thoughts danced around; slap his cock in her face, twist her nipples and let her scream, push her legs back make her suck her own toes. His fantasises flooded in from years of sitting chatting on. There was a small campground and canoe rental at the edge of town. There was a nice stream, a river really, running through the middle of town. The campground was on it near the edge of town. It was more of a park really but they had tent and RV sites too. There was a really comfortable bar and snack bar there to serve the campers and "river rats". Many townspeople dropped in for a burger and beer from time to time too.When it became common knowledge I could most likely be found there some of. In boarding school I came into contact with girls and found I loved being in their company. I suspected back then I had more testosterone than they did, my breasts were small and my nipples longer, my hips were strait and my limbs muscular, and I excelled at athletics.My bone structure like my buttocks were my stand out features, and my sex drive was legendary, they called me the 'Fingering Queen', and I was proud of it.Some of the girls were beautiful and in love with me. They were rounded. I showed up, took off my clothes and had a chastity put on my cock. The experience was not what I had expected. I fantasized about constant treatment and sex all weekend long. Instead, we did chores around the house naked. We got locked up in the basement together and only got some light spankings for limited time. I was subjected to watching from a corner while Wade got anal training and more from his Master and a more younger capable black man for some intense barebacking. I wanted to be in.