The only time I ever won was on the baseball field, and we weren't on the field now. "Why?" I had a chance to check out the judges. The other song was...'t gonna work." So? It's not like we care about winning. It's just one of the requirements for vocals."Robbie gave me one of her looks. The kind you'd give your grandmother with Alzheimer's who couldn't remember her own name. "It's always about winning."I sighed. "Let's see the music."The year was winding down. Two days left of school, and. I was spreadeagled naked on a table, bound at the ankles, knees, upper thighs, hips, waist, chest, shoulders, upper arms, elbows, wrists, neck and forehead; it was clear my mistress for the week did not want me to move. My eyes were blindfolded and my mouth had a spider gag with a huge dildo stuffed down to my throat so that if I tried making any noise, I gagged and lost my breath. My ass was stretched wide with fifteen thin dildoes. I had nipple clamps with sharp alligator clips on them,. I walked in the master bathroom and started the water making sure it was hot because that’s how he liked it. I decided not to put bubbles in fear; he wouldn’t like it because it would take away from his masculinity. When Nathan walked into the bathroom completely naked my insides started to turn in excitement. I was like a child at Christmas time ready to start opening gifts. Even with no clothing he came in striding in like he had no shame. I wouldn’t have shame either if I had a cock like. It all started with a chance encounter in a mall, there she was a slender lady in all her beauty, at that point I didn’t know her, luck do plays a part in life, and fucking her to my satisfaction was sheer luck,Lets tell me about myself, I am the MD of a import export company which has come in heredity from my dad, I have never worked hard for anything, all have been presented to me on a platter, money speaks well every time, dad has earned a lots of it, and passed over for me to enjoy the good.