I was just checking out the latest Lush stories – a half hour at what the end of what really had been a full day’s work. And now Dave knew my dirt... little secret. I felt mortified. “It’s not what it looks like,” I blurted. “Hmm, and what would that be?” he queried. “Okay, it is what it looks like but… I was just curious.” I finished lamely. “It seems as though most of the stories you read on this site had a spanking theme,” he gestured to the screen again. “Is that something that… interests. At that moment she didn't care.The general pushed the nurse to the side and roughly pulled her wrist out of Rachel. She gave a yelp of sensation her hole gaping the air filling into where it should never see. She felt like she was dripping her body's fluids out of a gaping wound."Ugggggg no I feel sooo..." She didn't know how to describe it.The general did. "You feel like a dirty submissive whore about to ride her masters hand like a glove puppet."And with that he began to push his own fat hand. Scott had stepped down to the lower bathroom to use the toilet. He couldn’t get Vicky off his mind, and taking his cock in his right hand, began stroking it. He envisioned fucking Vicky and her great-looking body lying next to him. Thinking of her got him hard and with a good rhythm going, knew he’d shortly drop his load of cum into the toilet water.He began to think of what Brad had said to him when he confessed to fucking his sisters. He looked at his watch, 11:45. “I should call Vicky and. Ted threw himself onto the bed and curled up into a ball, something the rope had prevented for a couple of hours.I said ?Rest there for a while and when you’re ready come out into the den so we can talk.? He replied ?Yes, Master.?As I waited for Ted I just sat in the den and savored the giddiness I was feeling. This man who was mostly aloof for the half dozen years I had known him was now my willingly obedient slave-boy, apparently ready to suffer anything just to be with me. Now that’s my idea.