He knew that she disliked being fucked by him just as much as he liked fucking her. That pleased him for, of course, at one time he had been her slave...and subject to her every whim. Just as he was now Miralda’s slave. Life for males was so unjust. Would he ever be granted his freedom? He was beginning to doubt it. Miralda was seeming to enjoy her domination over him too much. Leo kissed and fondled Karena’s soft buttock cheeks. He could feel her trying to cringe away. No hope of that. Then he. But I doubt he did, what he submitted was to me fully. Some of his weird fetishes would never work for me, creampies, cbt, bimbos. But a few things stood out and intrigued me; his obsession with toilet things and adult babying, eating things, and extreme chastity. I saw my window to absolute control. I stocked his apt with cheap trashy panties, fishnets, bras, wigs, lipgloss and mascara. I encouraged him to dress up and video chat with random horny men online. I even got him some starter butt. That stopped me. Call me a fool, Call me pussywhipped, I just can't let a woman cry when I can do something to stop it."Okay, Lana, I guess a date won't be all that big a deal. I'll pick you up at 7:00." And I did.The date was good. No sex though. I wasn't going for any of that until I was sure that she really had turned over a new leaf.Two months later I graduated. Lana and I and my parents and some of our friends had a wonderful time at my folks' country club.Lana and I continued to date. I. Suffice it to say that completions like Danielle’s Revenge, A World Turned Upside Down, and the Yo-Yo Chronicles Ch 02 were tame compared to some of the ideas he had. I should add that neither of us expected the kind of response we received. John loved the comments and emails, and probably spent more time taking them to heart and trying to please the readers than I do. I’m more of a ‘write what you love, and let the chips fall where they will’ kind of guy. Not John, he was convinced that the.