"I will do anything I want to, slave," Jeff continued, "I can give you pleasure..."The stranger gently slid his finger into Stephanie's moist slit and...began to tickle at her already sensitive clit, causing another ripple of pleasure to course through her."... Or I can give you pain."Jeff twisted one of the clothespins on Stephanie's nipples, causing an all-new torrent of pain to grip her body. She writhed in her bonds as Jeff released the clothespin."So, slave, what should I do with. He had called the sergeant and informed him of someone jumping the fence who was welcomed by the three in the house. He had also emailed the clearest pics they got of the man while he was looking around the neighboring backyards for anyone watching. Now they were waiting for instructions on what to do next.“Listen, Johnson, just stay put and maintain surveillance. While it’s sure fuckin’ strange behavior, it’s not against regulations to hang out with friends in the garage. While this guy may. Started jackin my dick at 12—dad taught me several 'techniques' , but more on that later. So---PONY, if ur not a sports nut, is an acronym for Protect Our Neighborhood Youth. It was organized in 1951 at Washington, PA. Probably mostly Italians at that time period. It served as a transition league from tykes, or pewee, to the up-coming high school. It was ages 13, and 14. I hadn't picked up on football yet, but actually started in baseball. Eventually becoming quite the jock himself, my lil bro,. His eyes showed acompelling combination of fear and lust.Tom also recognized a businessman who had been in thelobby when they were checking in, less than an hourago. The man looked quite different from how he hadbeen in the lobby. For one thing, the man was quitenaked. Tom noted absently that the man's cock wassmaller than the "girl's," but that really didn'tmatter. The man was in charge.He was driving the sissy wild by kissing "her" nipplesas he stroked her cock. She was whimpering.