You'll enjoythe gentlemen I pick. You'll like the attention they'll give you.You'll like the money. And you can stop any time you want."How could I ...efuse? I couldn't. So I didn't.Gretchen squealed and ran over to me. She flung herself onto my lap andhugged me.Then she kissed me. On the cheek. Then on the mouth.I was kissing a boy on the mouth.And loving it.Gretchen wasn't a boy. Or a girl.She was the best of both.Sadly, Gretchen broke the kiss abruptly and stood up."Oh my goodness,. I could see her pantyline and I was craving to just grab and squeeze her huge ass. My hard on got worse and she turned back to me. She saw my hard on, looked at me and smiled. From then on I knew I had to get to know her so that I can fuck her.So I started slowly. Helping her with books. Talking to her in private. Chat with her. Make her laugh and what not. But she never seemed to pick up the vibe. Eventually I gave up on her. I stopped talking to her and chatting with her. She finally. I was crying openly now and pleading with them to let me see myself. Mistress was laughing at my dismay and telling me I could be her new girlfriend. Master said I was healed enough now that I could be released from the bed but that I’d still be sore for a few days. He said, “Luckily you can still suck and fuck like a proper sissy whore so we have that going for us. And who really cares if it hurts you? At least there won’t be any permanent damage”.Master untied the straps holding me down and. ..she took hold of his cock..holding it like one would if they were holding a gear shift lever..she let her nails bite into the soft flesh under the head...the pain made him jerk and try to pull away..she laughed at him...Free me bitch..he screamed at her...he had begun to sweat...his cock now on fire with the pain from her nails...."Dom..huh?.I don't think so"..she slapped his cock again....they had spent over a hour whipping and teasing him....his cock would go soft...they would tease it,.