I cant wait for you to start getting your hands up my skirt and onto my body.”I pulled my skirt down and reached for my shoes. I hadn’t worn thes... for a while, but despite their height, they were very comfortable and looked amazing on.I then opened my jewellery drawer and put on my necklace, my drop earrings, bracelet, ankle chain and watch. I was almost ready. I lit another cigarette as the other one had burned down to nothing. Another slurp on the wine followed just to calm the nerves. Ben saw everyone looking at him and turned red all over.He jerked the jock strap up and over his balls and dick, stuffed them down good and pulled his new shorts up. He grabbed his jersey and went out the door. I pulled my jersey over my head and went out too.As I went out the door, I heard some one ask, “Who was that big dick kid?” Someone told him that was Ben Bolden, brother of Vince Bolden.“Shit, that was Big Ben as far as I’m concerned,” someone else said, and everyone laughed.I caught up. .. Nobody messes with me..." And what is this about?" Jennifer asked with a forced smile. She'dnever trusted Mary and had told me on several occasions that she wasnothing but trouble. I just wish that I'd listened."That dumb whore said my costume made me look like a slut," I mumbled,pretending to be drunk. "I'll get her fired... Just wait... I'll get herjust like I got Bob Sheppard." What was that about Bob Sheppard?" Jennifer asked sweetly. I noticedthat she'd quietly grabbed her cell. I looked down at my penis and saw it was covered in blood. I looked around and saw two men in the room: my master and someone I didn't know. My master noticed I was awake. He had a smile on his face, and he walked over to the table nearby. There was a golf club, a wood driver, leaning on it. He picked it up and walked over to me. He stood near my legs; he swung his driver like he was at the golf course. I felt the driver connect with my testicles. The pain I felt knocked me unconscious..