Yeah right, he thought, I'm going to beat her with a chain flogger, like I'm going to go out and find a puppy to kick. He rolled his eyes and turne... to carry her to his bed.As he placed her on the oversized four poster bed he realized she would be startled enough to wake up there. They had not raised the level of their relationship from friends to intimates yet. Maybe he didn't have to lose control of this situation after all, he thought. A good portion of the BDSM lifestyle was head. Taking hold of a handful of that soft, long blond hair in each hand, I yanked upwards as hard as I could. I smiled as I was rewarded with an ear piecing scream and her grip around my middle weakened considerably. I pulled again and again she yelped. "No! No! Please!" she pleaded but as she'd still not let go of my body, I relaxed my grip, only for a second, as I prepared to pull her hair again... This was a major mistake for, when Kathy had pulled off my nightie bottom, she'd spotted the chain. He squirted some more into his other hand, reached over and grabbed my cock! My entire body went rigid with utter shock. I was paralyzed as he slathered oil up and down my erection. God, the stuff felt really fucking good but, my cock had never been touched by another man. “How's that?” he asked while gently pumping my pecker. I raised my hand to stop him, but then I waited. Um, Ricky, what the fuck.… Oh, don't worry, dude. You can return the favor in a bit, if you want. He stared down into my. This was my mother's family. Strands of tinsel were draped on all the branches, making the whole tree shimmer in the reflected light of hundreds of tiny white bulbs.I looked over to see a tear running down Jeanne's cheek, which she quickly brushed away before the singers realized we were among them."Uh-oh, cops," Uncle Ted grinned as he finally caught sight of us. "Cool it everyone." Jeanne!" Aunt Helen raised a glass of punch from the piano in a toast to my sister."And Patrick," Aunt Ruth.