.........I keep begging but he stays strong not listening. It’s in these moments that I thoroughly love him, I’m laid out before him begging and p...eading for his cock and he looks me in the eye’s says SMT and I fall silent, knowing he has everything under control......I’m his completely and he bring me so much pleasure, more than I ever knew possible. He demands I slap on asshole eight times with his belt, slowly he counts of each one....praised me for being his good little whore and I cum. “Just leave your things on the chair there, I’ll put them in if you want to get off to bed.”She did that and walked into the bedroom to finish drying herself and put the robe on.“Jon,” she shouted a couple of minutes later, “do you possess a hair dryer?”“Top left drawer of the dresser.”A few seconds passed.“There’s no dryer here.”“Sorry, it’s in the one in my room, hang on.”He stood and went into his own bedroom, took the dryer from the drawer and knocked on the spare room door.“Are you decent?. He quickly restored the family fortunes. And as he grew older, he taught his daughter, Julia, his secrets. She very carefully kept those secrets. Since her father’s death, she– and she alone– prepared the yearly batches of Wentworth olfactory magic.The perfumes were truly magical. There was only one batch created each year, but you never had to worry about someone else wearing your scent. A Wentworth’s Custom Perfume was magically adaptive. When you sprayed a short burst of mist behind your ear. I guess I can’t interest you in buying one?”I laughed, and said, “I wish I could buy one, even a 73 key one would be great.”“Well, I can understand,” he said. “But keep playing like that if you want.”I played a little more, when Garry told me I really needed to check out the guitars. I reluctantly walked over with him.“You should consider getting an acoustic electric guitar,” he told me. “See this one, it has a pickup on it that connects to an amp.” He took one off the rack, and started to play.