.I realize he was doing it just so Icould take him, my sissy fuckhole trained for his cock, I didn't needminutes of warming up now, I could....ohhhh w...w... Daddy...I heard a thump and then the plug rolling somewhere on the floor as hetossed it away.Then...then the belt came down on me for real this time. I wanted totake it and love it and I did and hated it too but needed it...finally amasochistic slut getting her due and giving it all to her sadistic topDaddy...two pieces of the puzzle. Tab mai samj gaya k sab maa k room me hai tab mai jldi se bhagkar apne room ki tarf gaya tabhi maine maa k room ki trf dekha to maa k room ka darwaza bnd tha aur sabi hass rahe the. Fir mai apne room me gaya aur apne room ka door lock krke common door k keyhole me se maa k room me dekhne laga sabi kaka maa k bedroom me bed pe baithe huye the aur maa unke saamne sofe par baithi thi.Tabhi ravi kaka bole k bechare sunil ko itna bhi nahi pta k aaj usko randi maa k sth kya hone wala hai bechara hum. I could see it now, the young Carole Bouquet in "Cet obscur object du desire" .... "That obscure object of Desire." How appropriate. She liked the way I looked too, thank goodness. "Nicky, you're so tall! You look just like your photos!" We kissed, one on each cheek, very European. I had a limo waiting, I know it's cheesy but it gave us a chance to relax and talk and I wanted to set some rules. New York is a great city, I said, but some parts are dangerous so don't go out wandering around. It will resemble a playroom or dungeon where all the kinky stuff will take place. I need your permission I suppose because the changes I make will mostly be permanent. Sandra smiled and leaned over and kissed me softly, using both hands to hold my face and prolong the kiss. We parted she appeared that she might tear up and cry. She had a hanky in her leather jacket and wiped her eyes. What had I said to make her want to cry? Sandra composed herself and turned sideways in her seat to face me..