Barry covered his eyes. "You're twice her age, Frank. She's way out of your league." He offered Frank a seat. "So what happened Tuesday? I heard the c...ash and the sirens, but I never got the details. Was it that bad?" Worse." Frank rolled his eyes as he slumped into the chair. "This Author decides, out of nowhere, his main character is a Dom. So he writes his first BDSM scene, and the Dom chains his Sub to the chair -- and the wall -- and the ceiling -- and the floor."Barry chuckled. "Ok, that. She slowly started rubbing on me and we started kissing very slowly!She ended up climbing on top of me while we were kissing, she sat up straddling me and took off her shirt and bra revealing her tits, they were really nice, I'd say about a C cup. I lean forward and she pulled my head towards her tits and I bury my face in them, kissing all over them and taking turns on sucking them as I kiss my way up to her to kiss passionately, she rolled off of me and it started pulling down her pants and I. He didn't mess all over the place, except when it was muddy outside and his feet needed to be wiped off.A few weeks went by with me noticing that Luther was not missing any night now without sleeping in my room. No problem I thought, as long as he doesn't mess things up, all would be OK with me.One night, about two in the morning, I heard him rustling about. He had put his head on the bed and was looking at me. I gave him the friendly pat on the head. "What do you want boy, I asked". He just. She would tell him, she would make him, but she would never beg him. The mere thought of turning the tables on her, made him blush with guilt for thinking it. If she knew, she would punish him for thinking it.She would, oh, she would probably use the riding crop on him... quick stinging blows to drive the point home. Not many of them, but each one would count... His ass would be so red and hot from it, and he knew how much she would love doing it. Watching him try to twist away, soothing him,.