Whilst I wasn’t the first name on the team sheet, most seasons I played each game or a part of it. However, I did have a secret – I was gay. This...was not a thing you admitted if you wanted to keep playing sports. One also didn’t talk about it at home in that repressed environment. On top of that, my little sister thought she was a Disney Princess. She is now thirty-two years old, haughty, and still thinks she is a Disney Princess.After college came marriage and kids. In truth, my life was a. She did not wonder for long, as he led her to the bench in the corner which she knew was for whipping recalcitrant women. She had no idea that this might be used for pleasure, with or without the whip."Please don't beat me," she begged, "I've done everything you want, haven't I Master?"Ignoring her pleas, the eunuch fastened her wrist and ankles firmly into padded cuffs on the legs of the bench so that she was face down with her arse high in the air at one end of the bench and her legs wide. He had always been gorgeous. His dark, thick, jet black hair was worn pushed back from his tan, beautiful face. His eyes were a deep blue and when you looked into them, it was like staring into the dark sky at night, vast and full of wonders. He was 6’1’’ and his tall body always looked amazing in the tight V-necks he wore that hugged his every sculpted muscle. He was now twenty five, and worked as a vice-president for a banking company. He was very successful. Growing up, Austin and I always. As she drank he watched her intently looking at the swell of her full firm white tits beneath the blouse and golden blond hair, deep blue eyes and full red lips. She started to get up and began rocking back and forth as the d**g took affect making her woozt. Willie got up and told her that she looked about ready to faint that perhaps he had better help her get to her room and lay down for a while. Gwen kind of nodded and Willie helped her walk slowly to her bedroom. Putting her on the bed he.