She made a choice from fear and a habit of emotional pain. I made the choice not to experience her again.I never thought of what could have been thoug.... Too much of my fate had been sealed on the deathbed of the only man I could call father."Take care of my family, David." His voice was weak, but his eyes were strong. I nodded, but it was not enough. He reached out to take my hand."Say the words, David." I'll take care of our family, Roger." You're a good son, David," he whispered. "Make me. “Well Mathew, how was I. Worth the blackmail?”I let my hand fall onto his cock, and to my surprise, it started to react. Blood pumped through his veins once more; though a quick feel of his bottom told me that he was feeling the cold as much as I was, though his ability to walk was prohibited by his trousers falling around his thighs.“Is it time for that blowjob that you wanted?”Mathew shook his head. “Fuck you’re some woman, Melissa,” he said, finally.“Not what you expected then!” I nodded.“Do. He gave it to her hard, rough and with wild passion. She loved it and couldn’t say no to anything he wanted to try on her. He would bondage her helplessly to the bed, and make her wear a black latex blindfold. He then clipped small electric clamps to her hard nipples and erect clit, and a jockey whip on her bare raised ass until it was glowing and streaked with red welts.This was Sally’s first real introduction into S&M and Max was happy to be her first Bondage Master. She said it was so scary. "I... I'm so sorry Claire," he begins. He runs his fingers through myblack hair and touches my face gently. "I really... I can't do this...this is wrong..." You said you wanted to do this didn't you?" I say. I struggle so that Iam sitting up as well. I am a little shorter than him, even in thisposition."Claire, you know I love you... but..."I am very close to him now, our breaths swirl and mingle with each other.My breasts rub against his, bra on bra, black on red. A pained lookflashes across.