Honestly I did not feel anything toward Stevie, he was just someone to be used. I didn't think I was like that - not me during my submissive training ...s it was, I was not to be USED completely, but I was still myself - offering myself to be used. Stevie was treated more as an object.Mistress soon saw me there standing with my hands behind my back, naked, I am sure my hair was a mess, but my cock was stiff and hard in front of me. "There's my stud now" Mistress said to me in a joyful voice. She. A waiter walks past with a tray of hors d’oeuvres, ignoring me as though I do not exist. ‘I am going to kill you.’ He says as we push out of the doors, and into a small hallway. I feel my eyes go blurry as tears fill over the brims. In moments, there is cool air on my face, cold air where the tears streaked, and finally the lump in my throat deflates enough to talk. ‘Why–why kill me?’ I feel his hand leave my neck as we stop. He pulls the silver case from me, and it makes a jingling clatter on. Aur main socha kahin wo so na jaaye upar jaake! Kareeb 130 baj re the raat thi sab soye hue thein aur main akela jaag raha tha.Maine ayesha di ko message kiya. You sleeping well? 10 minute bad main leta leta game khel ra tha phone pe maine dekha ayesha di utri aur jaldi se bathroom le taraf badhi. Maine dekha wo thirak thirak ke chal ri thi aur bogey ka gate band karte waqt ek seductress waali look deke chale gayi! Maine excitement me apni chadar kambal utha ke feka aur chappal k bina hi daur. All I could do was grunt and shake my head. He stroked me a few more times and said that's all for today. I zipped up my pants and walked out the room with wobbly legs. When I got home I went to my room and pulled off my pants and stroked myself. It felt good, but not like when Mr. Roberts did it. When I came to his room after school he shut the door, and pulled the blind, came over and hugged me. " do you like me helping you" he asked. Yes, very much I said. He smiled and sat down. I stood.