"Well, now you have yourslave-boy bent over, it's time to discipline." Sheila looked fearful. "Idon't want to injure him." Heather laughed. "You're ...ot goingto injure him. This boy takes five or six harsh whippings a week. Tell her,Jeremy." Sheila looked down at Jeremy, who was oddly, smiling up at her. "It'sall right, Miss Sheila. My safeword is "mercy" and painful as mypunsihments get, I've never used it, even when I was being horsewhipped byHeather's friend Miguel the male Master! Your. Then Gary said, "Man, you do look weird." Gary shookhis head grinning. "How the hell did you do this?" But I didn't do anything," Marshal protested, suddenly realizing thatGary didn't look quite right either. For one thing, he normal head ofbrown hair was looking a lot lighter. Marshal pointed it out, and Garywas amazed. "What's happening to us?"Gary shook his head, then said, "Ain't got a clue. But it's kind ofcool." Marshal didn't really agree though.Feeling uncomfortable, Marshal. " I slid my shorts down and was standing there completely naked from the waist down. I don't wear underwear. His eyes widened and I asked him what was wrong. He replied, "You have a Brazilian and you don't wear underwear.... Now that is just fucking sexy." He took my clit into his mouth and I became completely soaked. I started to moan and thrust a little. It felt so good. I was on a three month dry spell and I was hornier than ever. I then saw a big bulge on the side of his jeans. I remember. I realized then just how helplessI was. He let his hand cup my ass and let a finger snake inside me a coupleof seconds before he moved on. He finally picked one of the waiters who protestedthat he was a virgin. Well no more, as his initial scream of pain changed toone of pleasure. Every sense was assaulted. The taste of the cum covered cakewas in my mouth, The sound of fucking, The smell of sex in the air, The sightof Nick now long dicking the bound loser and the feel of my balls tied tightwith.