Get some help for my issues ... and figure out my needs. What I need ... what Eddie found in me that I didn’t know about myself was that ... I need ...o dominate a guy. The sort of guy who doesn’t mind being whipped into shape.”“I’m her cuckold. That’s the deal. I submit to her, not vice versa. I’m not ashamed to say it. Why should I be? I’m an adult, making a decision for me and what I need, just as you did when you left the closet and embraced your homosexuality. I do what my Mistress, Mistress. "I opened my mouth to respond, but the first chord rang, and I letLorenz move me to the position for the first waltz. His hold on mywing bone and hand was too firm. I didn't complain.The music started in earnest. I closed my eyes and trusted Lorenz toguide me through the dance. My skirt rose ever so slightly in thespins, and I truly flew for a heartbeat, when he lifted me.The other men weren't nearly as sure in their movements, so when thepairs cycled, I had to keep my wits to myself. Dancing. The car went off the road. I let a small squeak escape and smiled. ‘Well, I know how to get your attention.’ His response was a perfect turn of the head and smile. I resumed my attack on his ear. This time he managed to keep the car on the road. A few more minutes of this and I had him squirming. He might be driving the car but I was in the drivers seat! Ok, now ready for the next step. I gently put my hand on his thigh and slowly moved up and up and up (did I mention he was 6′ 6′ tall?) and. She shifted position and began lowering herself on top of me.One of her hands slowly guided the instrument of my defloweringto its awaiting sheath. The other hand covered my mouth.I swallowed hard ... took a deep breath ... closed my eyes andoffered myself up to her, straining my ass up to meet her.The blunt end of the dildo began to force its way past my tightlyclenched anal opening.Her hand over my mouth forced the screams of my rape back downmy throat.Ever so slowly, the dildo entered my.