Every ‘adventure’ was my money. He had such grand plans,” she leaned a little closer. “He’s so ... pretty ... all the girls wanted him. Ther...’s more to Robert Morris than pretty.” She held her hands about a foot apart.“Oh ... OH!”“A trumpet flare to go with it.”I blushed. I’ve been tried ... just not that often. My experience with erotic shapes is limited.Although ... I really like chordee (curved upwards) for scratching that itch. Chordee and flare would be ... personally ... tremendously. Master had broken his over her firm ass the last time they played,and he had instructed her to purchase a new one before tonight's party. Meganperused the selection and reached for a large rectangular wooden paddle witha heart cut out. It was smooth and cool to her touch. She felt the hot breath on her neck as the strong hands gripped her shoulders. "Hello baby. You always did like the toys that marked that perfect skin of yours,didn't you?" Megan gasped, her pulse racing at the sound of his. I jerked him, and sucked him the best I knew how. When I started stroking his inner thigh while working the base of his head, his cock began to tighten and he shot his load. I hadn’t pulled my hand away fast enough and it drooled all over it. Yuck. I really did not want his jizz anywhere near me!!That night was one of many nights where we gave each other head. One night we had no choice but to sleep on my small twin bed and there wasn’t really a lot of room. Normally he slept on one side. The first blow was across her perfect right breast. She jumped and started struggling with her bonds. She screamed against the ball gag. I knew I had barely hit her and that she was more scared than hurt. “What’s the matter, I asked her, didn’t mommy or daddy ever spank their little princess? She sat there sobbing, “ I hit her again, “answer me whore”, I said right next to her ear. She frantically shook her head to the negative. “Are you going to do what I tell without question?” I asked her..