I moaned as his cupped hand balled up my panties and tore them open. ‘God the strength he has,’ I thought and quivered realizing I was going to be...ravished. As he picked me up I wrapped my legs around him. With perfect accuracy he pinned me to the door by driving hard and fast into me. I bit my bottom lip to hold back my scream as he bottomed out inside me. It only took a few hard thrusts and his hand pulling and pinching my nipple to make me drill my nails into his back. When he winced I. Well…I like girls..AND boys…Im bi There, I said it, at that point, I was afraid that hed run and go home to call his mother, but I was surprised with his reply. Really? Cool! Im…kinda bi too…in fact…I wanted to stay because…I knew that you were staying..and I kinda like you…a lot… Those words caught me off guard, I mean, the cutest boy in the neighorhood was there, looking at me with his deep eyes, totally full of Desire I already had a hard on it almost hurt.So I simply smiled at him. Get up. Therefore, I search about this word and then came to know about it and I am very impressed to all that reading and wanted to read BDSM stories. Therefore, I started to read BDSM stories and firstly I read male domination stories. I like them but one day when I start reading a female domination story and I was purely impress from it and it created a spell around me and now from which to come out for me is impossible for me because I wanted it. In those stories, a male slave is tortured and. It hurt tremendously. But I noticed that my dick was getting hard at the same time. It was very strange and confusing to be in such humiliation and pain but also to feel my hardness pressing against her legs. Now at that age I was an old hand at masturbation. I had much experience with my father’s Playboy collection and had practiced self pleasure many, many times. I knew that if this kept up not only would my Aunt notice, but I could actually have an accident. About that time.