He said that I was out for about a minute, and that I was still ball tied,Soon be over as I have only 5 pins left, he smiled at me and said that I was...a wonderful subject,He let me rest for ages, there was no pain as I’d lost the feeling in my legs and my arms, it was just breathing that bothered me and the pain in the small of my back, my rest came to an end when he pushed the 3rd pin into my dick and all that agony sprung back to life as I tried to move away from him,He began to push a pin. "Now suck my cock again. I want you to take it all in your mouth." "Oh my god. I don't know if I can. I feel like such a slut for doing this." "You love the feeling don't you? My big cock in your married mouth?" "Ump, ah, I do. I love it Rick. I love your big dick." "Hmm good. I love your big tits. Love being my big titty fuck toy?" Pulling my cock out, holding it in her hands as she looks up at me, "I do. I love it when you say stuff like that to me. Keith never talks like that." "Rub my cock. After many encouraging emails we ended up with the following story. I debated whether or not to remove the many ellipses (... ) but because this was how the girl herself wrote, I decided to leave most of them.Part 1Subject: Can you make a story about me?Dear Purvv,I have been reading your stories on free internet sites and one in particular struck so close to home because it almost described to a T exactly what happened to me. The biggest difference between your story and mine is that mine did. It seems in my weariness one day I had accidentally updated from my Jessica profile about my employment problems before I went to bed. When I woke up I found dozens of comments from people making various subtle, and some not so subtle, lewd suggestions as to jobs they may be able to give me or perhaps provide for them. I guess this is the drawback of accepting all friend requests. There was, however, a private message sent to me from a man who spoke politely, professionally, and respectfully..